the problem is all inside your head she said to me

[minorannoyance]

So there was a party downstairs when I got home last night. One of them keg type parties, with the usual underage people who come to them. Fine and good, I suppose; every gaggle of college kids living on their own ought to be entitled to one party that rages will into the following sunrise, but in my cantakerous old age, that's about what I can

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[lampetia]

Damn I hate underage kids. in fact, I can't stand most people under 23. We've been having an issue with college kids at work. Last week one drunk boy went nuts in the bathroom and ripped two urinals off the wall.

These punks don't respect other people's property. Fucking Duke bastards.

[minorannoyance]

I'm still coming to grips with the fact that by next year's incoming freshmen, I will be into double digits when they were born.

Some punk tried to follow me upstairs as I was walking in last night, and then asked me if I knew anyone who lived at this house. If I was really that bad when I was his age, someone should've put me down for the benefit of Earth.

[lampetia]

I can bitch with all sorts of snobbery since I've never been drunk in my life. I was a very boring teenager/young adult. Luckily (hah!) I have plenty of experience dealing with the party kids. For a while it was entertaining and it never seemed to bother me back when I was younger and my friends were like that. Now I'm just a crotchety old bitch. Shit. And you always vow you'll never be like your parents. Stupid maturity!

By the way, I don't know if I had congratulated you on the getting back into school bit so.. Congratulations!

[minorannoyance]

I'd be lying if I said I didn't imbibe some alcohol, but for the most part from 18-22 I was the person not drinking at the party. I do, however, remember being awfully uncouth to plenty of people who at best only half way deserved it (of course, with the crowd I ran with, that's really no shocker) but yeah, now that I'm old and grumpy, and it isn't people I know getting shitty drunk and yelling, I'm awfully boring.

The converse, however, is that school is much easier when your reason for being there has nothing to do with the social scene. Professors are happy to have at least one person with an iota of life experience, and the kids just don't know what to do with me.

Thanks. How did the rest of the drive go? Did you sample the fine back highways of Arkansas, or, the swill-hole of the south?

[lampetia]

Nah. I wanted to catch the famous Double Decker Outhouse of Arkansas, but Adam didn't have time and is a jerk. We had a blast in Roswell, though and he did manage to insult and belittle every victim of the Oklahoma City bombing tragedy. Good times.

[minorannoyance]

I'm going to pretend you got to personally insult them, because that strikes me as incredibly funny.

Oh well, I guess Arkansas will always be there to remind people why they hate driving past Tennessee.

[lampetia]

Actually I'm serious. I bought a book on roadside attractions and the only one listed for Arkansas was the Double Decker Outhouse.

[minorannoyance]

Oh Arkansas and their bragging rights...just when I thought West Virginia could never seem classy by comparison.