I just basically don't worry about the state of the glass's fullness. Is it half-full if I don't see it?

Mostly because of the mind meld eh? :cheers:

Depends on my mood, I suppose.

On bad days I will see the glass as half spilt on my pants. And on good days I see the glass as half spilt on somebody else's pants. When I am nostalgic I see the chalice as half filled with hemlock (and I must remember to repay the total sum of one c*ck to my friend, Asclepius.) I can be critical as well, and on those days I see the glass as half-assed.

But, when it comes down to it -- I am an optimist at heart and I see the glass as half filled (with milk & Ovaltine). My Lord, how I do love my Ovaltine.


Parenthetically -- I noticed after posting my Socrates quote had been censored! Haha! Let's try something else ...

Jesus from Luke 22:34 -- "I tell you the truth, this very night, before the **** crows you will deny me three times."

Pon farr.

Has it been 7 years already?

You and Alex are seriously pegging the geek-o-meter.

I'm an optimist - to a fault sometimes. I always believe things work out for the best, and the worst situations bring about unexpectedly good results. I believe people are inherently good (of course I'm also a moral relativist, so don't really believe in the existence of an objective "good"). Unfortunately, this sometimes makes me way too patient for my own good and I et taken advantage of. If I believed in Karma, there might be some eventual justice in that, but instead I'm a nihilist and can take comfort in the fact that we'll all be dead anyway. And even that, makes me smile.

Funny, I could never get a glass big enough. ;)


I'm a half full person 99% of the time and probably to a fault. Although, I'm actually pretty realistic, I just like to err on the positive side. it keeps me sane.

I love my level-headed, geeky husband. :tiki:

I'll vouch for him - he means what he says. A friend ages ago dubbed GD "the Rock" and I totally agreed. In order to bring balance to the Force in my house, I am pretty erratic. Some days, I'm so content and my outlook is so positive that I could cry and hug every moment to my chest. Some days I'm so frustrated by the futility of things that I could cry and set fire to all my possessions.

My net result is happiness and positive feelings about the future, so I guess I have to pick half-full....though some days, it feels otherwise.

I tend to look at the glass and think, damn I'm thirsty.