not a real
How can I waste water so freely and then freak out at throwing out electrical equipment? The thought of it rotting in a landfill fills me with unholy fear. So I think I'm going to end up shelling out $60 for a new screen to the handheld I replaced 2 years ago and has been sitting in a drawer. Because the company won't take it back, those bitches, and i can't throw it out, i can't. Maybe i'll fix it and give it to someone. besides, learning how to replace an lcd screen is an important life skill. i can't believe i'm listing to beenie man. zim zimma. i'm so ghetto, yo. dreams continue to be bizarre- joanna trying to steal my avocado, learning how to drive a school bus with connor as my instructor, and we ran into mark and asked him if he was going to the party. (of course i had this dream as i slept through practice, natch)
and last night i was driving the green monster and the brakes weren't working and i kept on going through red light. and then i realized that my tires were flat. not cool. and now there are cherries. the fencing party was surprisingly not bad. I'm usually feeling strange and out of place at those things, especially with the dancing
(perhaps has something to do with my thinly veiled occasional antagonism towards the new management) more so without L1 as backup, so I usually just grit and bear it or duck out early. I just miss the fun at sketch house where we'd dance till we were dizzy at 3am and I would spend most of the evening on the top of a couch leg, and there was a horrifically bad sound system instead of a computer, and ice cream. I dunno, the new people, are just...yeah.
but non fencers were there, and sierra was there, and benjamin as well. and for some reason my arrival garnered much hugging. ? it was odd. and I got to see significant connor-anne interaction for the first time. there is so much fencing incest going on it's scary. and of course i didn't help much by flirting with ben,
and i know lips meeting lips in 'public' is skanky, but being around someone who will actually let me touch them (innocently or not), or yeah, kiss them in a semi-public locale is just so fucking hot. I wonder if I'm an exhibitionist... i still haven't figured out the whole how to act people i like thing- benjamin kept yawning checking his watch and i assumed it was because he was bored and planning on leaving.(yeah, connor called me a dumbass already) yeah, signals go right over my head. i was amused when i asked if he was going home and he replied that yes, he had some laundry to dry. heh.
and i had to sell books at a talk yesterday and i wanted to throttle the speaker at some point. and then was pissed at myself for having that reaction, because i always feel the need to whip out the feminism for everything, and i don;t think that it would have helped in this case, honey and vinegar, but maybe a more gentle prod would have helped her see the other side of some things. and she had some really interesting ideas, but she kept on dodging questions and feigning misunderstanding when she didn't agree with the question. and then she acknowledged a schism between sex and gender, but then used the two interchangeably during her talk, referred to trans people as "those people", and referenced 'boys don't cry' although it was obvious she hadn't actually seen it. and someone else talked about how the male has to struggle and fight from conception because the female is the default sex- which is actually not true. and i wanted so badly to comment(yell?) at a bunch of things, but i don't think it's part of my job description to piss off speakers we're selling for. i kept on thinking how if vi was there he'd know *exactly* what to say. and it made me miss him, bah.
i should call him. yeah.
and last night i was driving the green monster and the brakes weren't working and i kept on going through red light. and then i realized that my tires were flat. not cool. and now there are cherries. the fencing party was surprisingly not bad. I'm usually feeling strange and out of place at those things, especially with the dancing
(perhaps has something to do with my thinly veiled occasional antagonism towards the new management) more so without L1 as backup, so I usually just grit and bear it or duck out early. I just miss the fun at sketch house where we'd dance till we were dizzy at 3am and I would spend most of the evening on the top of a couch leg, and there was a horrifically bad sound system instead of a computer, and ice cream. I dunno, the new people, are just...yeah.
but non fencers were there, and sierra was there, and benjamin as well. and for some reason my arrival garnered much hugging. ? it was odd. and I got to see significant connor-anne interaction for the first time. there is so much fencing incest going on it's scary. and of course i didn't help much by flirting with ben,
and i know lips meeting lips in 'public' is skanky, but being around someone who will actually let me touch them (innocently or not), or yeah, kiss them in a semi-public locale is just so fucking hot. I wonder if I'm an exhibitionist... i still haven't figured out the whole how to act people i like thing- benjamin kept yawning checking his watch and i assumed it was because he was bored and planning on leaving.(yeah, connor called me a dumbass already) yeah, signals go right over my head. i was amused when i asked if he was going home and he replied that yes, he had some laundry to dry. heh.
and i had to sell books at a talk yesterday and i wanted to throttle the speaker at some point. and then was pissed at myself for having that reaction, because i always feel the need to whip out the feminism for everything, and i don;t think that it would have helped in this case, honey and vinegar, but maybe a more gentle prod would have helped her see the other side of some things. and she had some really interesting ideas, but she kept on dodging questions and feigning misunderstanding when she didn't agree with the question. and then she acknowledged a schism between sex and gender, but then used the two interchangeably during her talk, referred to trans people as "those people", and referenced 'boys don't cry' although it was obvious she hadn't actually seen it. and someone else talked about how the male has to struggle and fight from conception because the female is the default sex- which is actually not true. and i wanted so badly to comment(yell?) at a bunch of things, but i don't think it's part of my job description to piss off speakers we're selling for. i kept on thinking how if vi was there he'd know *exactly* what to say. and it made me miss him, bah.
i should call him. yeah.