I, in general, am a genial person who does not make enemies or harbor hatred; to my knowledge, the last person who extraordinarily disliked me had that unlove my junior and senior years in college¹, and to find the last person whom I extraordinarily disliked one would have to go back to high school².

However, there are people who make me nervous, and people who make me uncomfortable, and people who make me want to get far far away from them, and people who make me angry, and people who make me tense, and people whom I do not like for reasons unknown to me. I will unfairly call them all stupidheads.

Note: No one who reads this journal regularly (or at least who I know reads this journal regularly) falls into any of the postcedding categories, except perhaps Alexander because I have never met him in person but I'm sure he's perfectly swell in the face-to-face.

People who are extreme introverts: As a moderate introvert, I often use the conversation strategy of deflection: If I don't feel like talking, I attempt to focus conversations on the other party, who (like most people) are only too willing to talk about themselves (and I generally enjoy listening, to a point). However, extreme introverts generally give terse answers to any question I may ask about them, and so I am forced to take up one of two alternate strategies: The let's-both-not-say-anything-for-five-minutes-and-see-who-will-say-something-first strategy, or the let's-force-Matthew-to-pretend-to-be-a-talkative-extravert strategy, neither of which is conducive to quality conversation.

People who will not shut up.
I can handle half-an-hour of an interesting monologueish conversation (that is, a conversation that I am barely participating in, even in the "deflection" sense) before I start wondering how many games Iowa State football will be able to win considering that four of their final six games are on the road against ranked teams but Kansas State hasn't looked all that good lately and with Colorado I know that it's always difficult playing on the road at a mile above sea level but still they've been inconsistent and it really just depends on which Colorado team shows up and Oklahoma well we just need to forget about that but Texas we may have a chance depending on...uh, sorry. Oh, and if the monologueish conversation is not interesting, five minutes. And I do not hide boredom well.

People with no compassion.
Such as Dr. Laura.

People who say mean things about people I like.
Kim and I were talking about this yesterday evening, so she knows specifically what I am thinking about.

People who shoot other people at random.
But you may disagree.

People who seem happy all the time.
I do not trust Mary Hart.

People who were former frat-boys and still act like quintessential frat-boys.
That, among other very logical reasons that I will not mention lest Ed and Beth-Annie competently refute them, is why I do not like Mr. Craig Kilborn.

Please remind me of more.

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1 Story time: So I wrote this review for Southeast's school paper on the drama department's performance of "The Music Man." In short, I said that everything was greatly great except for the accompanying band, which was eh. Two months later, my roommate Bob tells me that one of his friends who was in the band (and who [in the conocer sense] I knew) just found out that he was my roommate and told him how much she hated me because of that review. And occasionally after that, Bob would give me little updates letting me know that she still hated me. I thought about apologizing, but, well, the band was eh, and I don't think Bob was supposed to tell me that she hated me.

2 I will not tell you who this person is except to say that he was in my grade at Ames High and that he was not on the honors track and that Ed (in the conocer sense) knew him.