Kinda what happened in a ranty way:
This blog is obviously not read by anyone who I don't want to read it, so... ya, here goes.
Four month anniversary was the day before Valentine's day, so we were going to group the two together and celebrate on V-day. For reasons beyond her control she was in another town, but had a way back to get to Cruces for the planned dinner I was going to make. Unfortunately, because she caves into her sister's sycophancy, her sister leaves to another town to see her boyfriend from a long distance relationship, which are stupid, IMO. So, I have to cancel the dinner after I get off working a single-day job at 5 and drive nearly 3 hours each way to bring her back to Cruces. It's past midnight by the time we get back, so we get Taco Hell instead, which is fine with me, in all honesty. We were still having an okay time, planning a make-up trip next weekend to Dripping Springs, which is reportedly haunted. I give her my present (see below). She's been wanting one of these for years, allegedly, and I got her the best one I could find.
An argument comes out of almost no-where, and I don't know why it happened or why it escalated. And well, we both decide to go home. I drive her back to the dorms, and I drive home. After all that, I never even got a thank you, or any sign of appreciation. I think I'm just going to stay home for the next couple of days.
EDIT: Putting the argument part in here, instead of making a separate blog post. The argument was basically over skepticism and faith. We were talking about a tarot card reading she had done on her by a friend, and we both agreed the practice was baseless and unscientific. For some reason she brought up the haunting at Dripping Springs, and somehow, someway, she took it that I was attacking her beliefs when I was the one being asked what I thought about the possible haunting of the area. I said I didn't believe in hauntings or ghosts or "energies" until someone can show me evidence for the existence thereof, just as I don't believe in ANYTHING that evidence is not shown for. She took it that I was completely dismissing her, etc. and proceeded to shoot the messenger (me) in her counter argument.
For the record, I never make the absolute claim that things such as gods, angels, devils, ghosts, etc. could never exist. However, I will say, that, the odds are highly improbable that such things exist, and therefore I live my life assuming such things don't exist. What's wrong with that? Anyway, the argument escalated, accusing me of being a thought Nazi, an extremist, etc. Another one of the record: if I am anything, I'm probably the opposite of a thought Nazi. I've advocated the protection of highly inflammatory, popularly despised, speech and books, and championed free speech. Someone answer me, is it extreme to live a life of skepticism? Is using your nature-given mental bullshit test against moral law? After we finally reached some kind of common ground, that wasn't really, but whatever, we decided to head home.
