Good Morning Sparklers.

For the first time in a very long time I lost sleep last night over an argument.

It gets more ridiculous. I lost sleep over an argument with someone I have never personally met.

Like a lot of people on this site I'm pretty "Online Social." I meet people through networks and we have those cursory sort of friendships where we comment on blogs and know quite a bit about one another's lives. Sometimes those friendships are more than cursory and feel more genuine than others I have in my life.

Last night I got into an argument with a friend I'd made from a group I met at DragonCon. This guy, I thought, was pretty cool. He was always cheering on my running posts and I liked a lot of what he put up. Really, I was looking forward to catching up at DragonCon.

Well, last night I have to say I experienced the most cruel, angry exchange of my adult life.

Here's a snippet:

"You are petty and sad. Adele celebrated the greatest night of her career by bringing down the house with her here talent and poise.
You were petty and small by attacking her f(-)cking choice of nail polish.
Rather than celebrate her talent and accomplishment, you chose to attack her.
The only thing you could complain about was her FINGER NAIL POLISH.
You are pathetic and small."

That's right - I made a comment about Adele's nailpolish and this guy lays into me with the white hot intensity of a thousand suns.

Why's it bother me so much?

Because it makes me worry that something must be going on in his life. That there must be something so very, very wrong with him for him to lash out over my comment of "The only thing Adele did wrong last night was that nail polish!" like that... well, it makes me worry.

I keep telling myself that this is someone I hardly even know - yet, it hurts.

I actually allowed someone to let me feel pathetic and small over a joke. I actually worry for this person.

Ugh.

I'm a tangled web of emo-ness.

Blargh.