I once trolled Sony Online Entertainment into issuing an official denial for the MMO Star Wars Galaxies, with a video that pretended they were working on an expansion that they were never making.
Confession: People are crazy. My biggest fear in light of this pandemic is... not being able to use toilet paper. It was a rat race, at Dollar General. Here are people, prioritizing the wrong things... and here my sister and I were, going right along with things. Because we had to. I guess that we really are having a sneak peek at what an apocalypse will look like. I am so glad that I don't have kids. Because prioritizing toilet paper over anything else is nuts.
my job was closed today and over the weekend. My sister is out of school until April 8th. All I'm saying is.... when the DC Sniper was actively shooting kids when I was in elementary school, we still had to go to school, and days went on as normal with WARNINGS to stay away from windows. now this happens and its a ghost town out here.....
Scary times. I'm sorry about that. Come to think of it, I haven't heard even so much as a vehicle pass by all evening...
I'm not as good of a person as I would like to be, yet I'm placing myself in positions to make it worse...
School's been cancelled across the state for the next two weeks, at least, meaning no sub teaching work. I'm telling myself it'll be good to have all that time to work on my writing and on projects around the house, but I confess I'm a little worried about being tight on cash going into April.
Every day since the worldometer chart came into being, I await the numbers from Italy. It's fucked up and morbid. I know it. You don't have to tell me. But still, I check. I have a friend in Trieste with whom I attended school when we were young and beautiful and immortal. Those days are long past and I fear for him.
I'm going to be a little cryptic, and I think a little mean, but I've no one to really say this to and I do need to say it. My flatmate did something entirely innocent a few months back which I've recently understood to be the reason for a huge problem I'm now facing. Though reason clearly tells me it isn't at all her fault (she meant no harm whatsoever and could not have guessed what could be made of what she did), I almost feel like kicking her in the face. I keep thinking, "Why did you have to like that picture when you didn't even know what you were liking in the first place?" A little cryptic (and seemingly entirely trivial), as I was saying, but that and a couple of things that followed became to some people something it never was, with pretty awful consequences for me, and I resent her for it. Everything that had quietly annoyed me about her until now is being magnified. I know I'm being unjust. This is just where I am right now.
I think I can relate: I had a friends in college. Although we werent roommates, she lived directly across the hall from me (could open my door and come face to face with her if we were leaving at the same time). She sometimes made seemingly innocent comments. Like, comments someone would make if they have never left their small town and didnt know much about how the broader world worked. I always did my best to explain things to her, like how certain things are and the reasonings, etc. For example: how India was a British colony so some things in India are/were the same as in the UK. Well, other people werent as patient with her, and, to use the exact words from you "a couple of things that followed became to some people something it never was." It just made me think about all the things shes said along those lines and i realized you can only be so patient. Long story short: she asked me why I stopped hanging out with her, and I told her honestly my feelings over these things, and she dropped me as a friend. ....how badly do you want to stay friends with your flatmate?
@J.T. Woody - The right answer today is we'll be friends at least until the plague ends. And probably beyond this. It's mostly me being unfair and irritable lately.
I never buy them. They're always around for free at the college booths for whatever they want you to sign up for, though. So I get them there usually, if i so choose. Only good to use every so often though.
Confession: I had had a dream two days ago now about me creating a mixed tape movie using many images of old Disney cartoons - and viciously used it to rip apart the concepts common in the movies. I had even written two original songs for the "movie". For some reason, I could only play the scenes in reverse order, so the "first song" was really the final one, and vice versa. The problem? In real life, I tend to hate musical numbers so much that, when I was little, whenever one would happen, I would get so embarrassed that I'd cover my ears, scream, "hide" until it was over. And then when I remembered this visceral reaction I'd get, I think about the fact that I hadn't been told that I was autistic until I was fifteen, when I had long outgrown that reaction. And then I realized that I had influenced my two younger siblings into that reaction. And then I think to myself: Mom. Dad. What the HELL were you thinking, leaving me alone with them for hours at a time?! World class parenting there.
