R.I.P.
The day really didn't at all deserve to end in shit, yet it did. The positive parts first:
You can generally tell a good day when it starts as rainy as it did. Maybe this is some sort of personal superstition, but it is always a sign. Hell, maybe nothing good has even happened on a non-rainy day and I didn't notice, who can say.
Onward:
The VNSA Booksale. Fantastic year! The building smelled like cat piss, and we got rained on pretty heavily in the pre-dawn hours, but it was fantastic. I got a stack of old gaming mags, for starters. I nabbed an 8-pound edition of Gray's Anatomy for goddamn 5 dollars, as well as a medical dictionary (for fun) and just a ton of science fiction and classical literature - Kafka, Camus, Tolstoy, Heinlein, Nabokov, Herbet, et cetera. And fucking Pong for the Playstation.
So, it was a fantastic celebration of literature. I'm set for a while, for sure.
Though I still hate how people snatch a ton of books cause they're cheap.
Then:
IPC's show at Minder Binder's. All I can really say is that they put up well with what they had, though honestly they have had a lot better shows. And then I'll start bitching:
So, hecklers. I can assuredly say that, more than anything, the show reminded me why 96% of anyone related with "punk" anything are cunts. Just a tip, guys: if you've been screaming about the 'revolution' for the past 30 goddamn years, bet you it isn't going to happen. Quit looking for a reason to be different at the mall. Fuck.
Yea, I know the other 4%, thanks. It is nice to see that rare sincerity.
The other thing was that my computer decided to die, today, because of Windows, so I'll spare you The Nerding by saying that it made me upset. And now my papers due day after tomorrow are gone, so I have to go back early, thank you all for the weekend it was swell. Goodnight.
You can generally tell a good day when it starts as rainy as it did. Maybe this is some sort of personal superstition, but it is always a sign. Hell, maybe nothing good has even happened on a non-rainy day and I didn't notice, who can say.
Onward:
The VNSA Booksale. Fantastic year! The building smelled like cat piss, and we got rained on pretty heavily in the pre-dawn hours, but it was fantastic. I got a stack of old gaming mags, for starters. I nabbed an 8-pound edition of Gray's Anatomy for goddamn 5 dollars, as well as a medical dictionary (for fun) and just a ton of science fiction and classical literature - Kafka, Camus, Tolstoy, Heinlein, Nabokov, Herbet, et cetera. And fucking Pong for the Playstation.
So, it was a fantastic celebration of literature. I'm set for a while, for sure.
Though I still hate how people snatch a ton of books cause they're cheap.
Then:
IPC's show at Minder Binder's. All I can really say is that they put up well with what they had, though honestly they have had a lot better shows. And then I'll start bitching:
So, hecklers. I can assuredly say that, more than anything, the show reminded me why 96% of anyone related with "punk" anything are cunts. Just a tip, guys: if you've been screaming about the 'revolution' for the past 30 goddamn years, bet you it isn't going to happen. Quit looking for a reason to be different at the mall. Fuck.
Yea, I know the other 4%, thanks. It is nice to see that rare sincerity.
The other thing was that my computer decided to die, today, because of Windows, so I'll spare you The Nerding by saying that it made me upset. And now my papers due day after tomorrow are gone, so I have to go back early, thank you all for the weekend it was swell. Goodnight.