That was weird

I dreamt that jaylake and I were having a political argument of some sort that was swiftly becoming a meta-argument about politics and gender, and then this massive miscommunication pissed me off, and seeing me pissed off pissed him off, and there we were, ignoring each other (at our...campsite?), which made it very hard for me to unpack.

The miscommunication? I couldn't *hear* him.

So, let that be a lesson to you, whippersnappers! Make sure your opponent can hear you before getting p.o.'d about what they are or are not saying.

Gradually, during the dream, I formed a theory about gender and argument styles, but now I'm not sure it was anything. Or anything useful.

Plus, someone threw either my slice of lemon pie, or his, upside down on the counter, in a diner. (It looked like key lime, only with lemon.)