Radio Only Plays One Song, Plays It A Thousand Times At Once.

If karma really is a tally of the comfort you bring others and the pain you take from them, I think this weekend has been a wash.

I gave to friends who needed my help, family who needed my attention, and strangers who needed an afternoon's diversion. But I'm afraid I said some pretty damn unkind things to one friend in particular, one who would never say them to me, and I really wish that I had not. I'm rarely able to be direct with any level of my normal kindness intact, which is why I rarely try. I only hope that I didn't really fuck up as bad as I think I did. Not exactly a unique position to be in, I know. It seems that all we do in this world is try not to get hurt and (usually) try not to hurt each other too much. Sometimes we're not as good at it as we think.

Well, I'll find out soon enough if I'm as bad a communicator as I think, or not, and hopefully I'll have the chance to repair any damage I did. In the meantime, I can at least take comfort in the fact that I'm through coding for the study (well, actually I still have to code 23 stories from another coder's batch in order to calculate inter-coder reliability, but that doesn't count).