Space, the final frontier...
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whitereflectionLotta random thoughts--not coherent in the slightest, mind you--so let's play with the lj cut text thingy. Righto.
Right. Where was I? There I was, surrounded by the enemy, outnumbered a jillion to one, and well outta ammo, and I said to myself, "Self, do we take prisoners?"
Um. Or something like that. Anyway. So, the past day and a half has been kinda a waste of time. Probably more than that, but work inna way is always a waste of time. Well, not really, since I actually managed to be productive and get a lot done, especially on Friday...but in general it feels like a waste of time. Yes, I've been trying to change that. Just been having trouble coming up with something else I want to do with my life--I am having trouble figuring out *what* I truly want to do. And I've been looking at what else is available out there in Omaha, but most of the time it'd be a lateral move, switching one "just existing" job for another.
I guess it's that I still feel I want something that somehow makes an impact, that somehow makes things better for others--that helps people, rather than makes me think of the song "In the End" ('...in the end, it doesn't really matter...') But what that thing is? Still trying to figure that out. Trust me, I think about it a lot.
I do know that if I lived in other cities, as I've said before, there are things I'd at least try to do, for a little while. Someday, if I'm ever out of Omaha, I will try them, somehow. Someday, perhaps, I will work for Disney (preferably DisneyWorld, or wouldn't TokyoDisney rock?). Or someday, I'll work at a variety of places in Seattle. There's a lot of things I'd like to do there. Maybe... *shrugs*
Something I have pondered, I must admit--it would be incredibly interesting to open an anime merchandise store in Omaha. We actually don't have one, despite being the biggest city in the state, despite no cities having similar stores without an hours-length drive, despite having a large anime-following population with the comic stores and universities here and in Lincoln and the air force base at Offutt. The comic stores that had such merchandise previously have started to suck wind--went to Dragon's Lair today, and all they really have is action figures, an average selection of manga translations, some wallscrolls/posters, and tapes/DVDs for rent. They used to have really neat stuff, once upon a time. But they don't care anymore.
So there's the need, I guess, the niche that could be filled. The biggest thing that stops me on my own, including lack of capital and an unwillingness to place my life as collateral and get a loan, is a complete dislike of business and accounting. I mean, even if I convinced some of the other stores I've seen in bigger cities to open a franchise here, I could never do the bookwork. I'd hate it. I tried taking accounting in college, and I dropped it like a hot rock. It just boggled my mind, and I couldn't muddle my way through it--not that I'm math dumb. I mean, for gods' sake, I've taken college level calculus. But accounting is like worse than alien gibberish.
Eh, maybe I just didn't give it enough effort to try and figure it out--that was the same semester I was taking organic chemistry, and I chose to devote my full attention to that. (Fat lot it got me. With all that my bio degree has done for me, maybe I shoulda dropped orgo and focused on the accounting). But the other reason why I don't try for that sort of thing, is it takes a major commitment. It would truly, truly lock me down here in Omaha--and I don't think I want that. I still have dreams of being elsewhere, as is very obvious, I'm sure. ...though maybe if I do ever end up in Seattle, I could try something like that there. They do have comic stores that feature anime stuff, much better than the stores here, but nothing *specializing* in anime merchandise.
So anyway (you'll be seeing this phrase a great deal), I blew off last night and today really badly. Last night, I coulda done a lot with. Folks had stuff to do, so there was no anime night. But after dinner, I just kinda futzed around. I couldn't focus on anything, and even though there was stuff I *should* have been doing, or fun stuff I *could* have been doing--I have surrounded myself with potential forms of entertainment--I basically didn't want to do *anything*. Didn't wanna read, didn't wanna watch, didn't wanna talk, didn't wanna draw/play/write, didn't wanna IM... Meh. So...I futzed. Messed with my computer a bit, didn't do or accomplish anything productive (*stares at the nonfunctioning CD burner, and the router with unchanged ports*). Eventually, when it was pretty late, I got myself to rewatch Digicharat, which is about all the deep thinking I was capable of. :p Fast-forwarding through the credits makes it a really fricking short series.
Today...eh. I paid bills, like usual. Messed around most of the day. I copied tapes of early Saiyuki stuff, and got thoroughly distracted by the Sanzo/Scorpion woman ep (Nix sure knows the significance of that bit, I imagine), and the Hakkai/Chin Iisou ep. And I was reminded that while I went into the series expecting to like Sanzo and Goku (let's hear it for youkai-Goku :D ), I dig Gojyo a hell of a lot...and I worship Hakkai. Truly worship. No, not smiling Hakkai, though I do like him. The *real* Hakkai--or as Minekura Kazuya phrases it, 'The truth behind the smile'. Yeah...he's fucking cool, in a shivery-scary-fascinating sort of way.
What else did I do, when not distracted...? Um, finally got in a bit of practice on Unmei. I think, I *think* I might be showing a bit of improvement. Maybe I'm actually learning a bit. Hard to say, as I find it impossible to guage whether I'm picking up a bit of skill in something--like, the things I think I'm getting good at, I'm find I'm not, and the times I think I suck, someone tells me I'm doing well. Eh. The lessons start Tuesday night, and I'm approaching it with eagerness mixed liberally with terror.
I know, it's only eight weeks--but I want it to be something fun, something I don't reek at. I don't expect to be good, but I don't want to be wretched, as that would make it not fun to do. Plus, I hate the unknown--doing something like this for the first time (as the only lessons I ever took before were in gradeschool and jr high, and it being part of school makes it very different than just a hobby, for some reason. Not to mention that was a year of flute and five years of clarinet--strings is a 'starting out on square one' thing) makes my stomach clench up. Ackgh.
Went out in the evening with Anj and Gina. Usual dinner out and watch something get-together. Couldn't find any anime stuff to rent at Dragon's Lair--it was either rented, or stuff we'd want to save until we had Katherine and Kelly around, too--so we just ended up watching some old Futurama eps Anj'd taped. It was all amusing, but the Chef Bender/Iron Cook and the Star Trek parody eps kicked freaking ass.
Unfortunately, I had a bunch of regular Code Red at dinner, then some Diet Code Red and Whoppers candy/chocolate Oreos at Anj's. So my body is tired, but my brain is very, very much on. Idiot me. Gah. And I was a freaking klutz at dinner, too. Gina seriously said maybe I should use a napkin as a bib. I didn't hit her, because she really did mean it in a good way--plus I know being so fed up with her is making me extra sensitive to stuff she does and says. :p
Anyway, we went to Suncoast after--and lo and behold they had the UHF DVD I've been lusting for. The other Suncoast idiotbastards never got back to me about my reservation, so screw them, I bought it. I nearly hit Gina again, as she was starting to buy stuff, until I yapped at her. SHE STILL HAS NO JOB. She has not had a job for months. I don't know where she's getting money for food, rent, gas, etc. I know it's not from her mother. Yes, she gets temp jobs once in a while, but it's not much. She had no savings before either. I dunno, maybe she's putting stuff all on credit cards--but there's gotta be some stuff you can't do that with, like rent. *shakes head* I just dunno. I wonder if Anj or Michael is helping her. I've even wondered if James is, but I don't think he's dipped into his computer fund, and I know he's not gotten anything out of our checking account. And I know she's not selling herself or selling drugs.
I guess it wouldn't bug me normally, what her source of money is, but she's constantly buying crap--yarn for crocheting, toys, magazines, etc. Extraneous stuff, beyond what's needed for survival. I mean, no job should equal no stuffed animals and frivolous stuff, right?? Why it doesn't is driving me insane--eh, maybe it is all on her credit cards, in which case she'll pay for it eventually, one way or another. Bankruptcy does serve as a impacting life lesson, one way or another.
It just pisses me off that everyone coddles her on this job thing, when Anj or I is always having to convince her not to be buying crap. I just wish I could say to her "Gina, you're being fucking stupid for having *VOLUNTARILY* left your old job without a new one lined up, you're being fucking stupid in not finding *something* to work at in the meantime while job hunting (hello, telemarketing, grocery store, gas station, fast food, dept store, mall store, etc...??), and you're being fucking stupid in not having the sense to save what little money you have for food, shelter, and transportation." But I can't say that, now can I? Especially since there are some who think she's having suuuuch a rough time of it and would get pissed at me--but gee, she wouldn't be having neeear the rough time of it, if she wouldn't be being so brainless about how she's going about this.
She just so has no safety net--there's no way she can move in with her mother or with any of us. She can't afford to lose her car. She can't afford not to eat, naturally, and she's even got two cats to care for. Eh. I really don't get her, and the whole situation. And not saying anything while she does all this is literally driving me up the wall. Yeah, I know that I'd have sent out the same number of apps and done the same number of interviews in the same time period--but I'd *always* be working at something, somehow, at the same time.
Omaha's not the best, but it is land of always-available jobs, despite the strugging economy/recession. Those who want to get something, can--it might not be the glamorous fun stuff, but it's there, and it brings in income. (Note that I'm practicing what I preach, btw. Yes, I'm not happy in my job, but I'm doing it and doing it decently well, while eyeing other opportunities. If I felt I *had* to leave the library, I'd go find something to bring in money while I job-hunted. I've done it before. *shrugs*)
Meh, must quit beating a dead topic into the ground. :p I shouldn't have eaten stuff that'd mess with my sleep tho, with the caffeine and sugar. Last night was the first night I actually slept what I *needed* in what, weeks? And even then I didn't get any extra to reduce the deficit. And I know I'm not going to get enough or extra tonight, now. Baka baka baka me...
Hmph. I really, really shouldn't be up. We're going to Seward tomorrow, to my grandmother's, and I really want to be awake and coherent. Not that it's going to be bad--I like hanging out with Dad's side of the family. It's just, this is the first gathering we'll have had since the fracas with my uncle and my aunt's partner went down. Not that *they'll* be there, but my aunts and my cousins will be there--and I'm sure it's going to come up, which will make for an interesting atmosphere. But it'll be good for them, I suppose, being able to be together with all of us, so we can be unified in our own strange and Simpsons'-esque way.
I'm most looking forward to seeing my cousin, Stacie. She and I always want to have more contact--we only live an hour apart, and could even email or phone more. But she's incredibly, incredibly busy...and I'm lazy. Seriously, she's really going to make something of herself, I can tell--but it does mean she doesn't have a lot of goof-off time.
Bet I've exceeded the character limit for a post. Wonder by how much. Guess I can split it, if I have to. I shouldn't post so much, but I just wanted to let my brain dump. Still have some stuff rumbling around, but it's not so much now.
Btw, a reminder to anyone vaguely interested, Anime Iowa's at the end of August--and registration's open until the end of July. Prereg, that is. Still can try to register at the door. Our group has a couple rooms, and while one's the quiet room for Katherine, Kelly, and a friend of Katherine's, the other room with James, me and Anj in it has space. I can even request rollaway beds, or there's always the floor. ^^ Come on, it's a cute little, cozy con--very well run, smoothly organized. You know you wanted a reason to visit Cedar Rapids, you know you did...c'mooooooon... :D
...gee, it's been years since I've used my double-bladed lightsaber toy, the one that lights up and makes all the sounds and all that. Surely there's someone out there that'd want to duel. Yeah, you know you wanna. Single-bladed, double-bladed, don't matter--come on, it'll be funnnn... :D
And no, that wasn't the other stuff rumbling around in my head. That stuff's safely tucked away in the ol' mental attic. The above is just craprandom thoughts sparked off of CodeRed saturated neurons. And the fact that I've got anime, cons, and Star Wars on the brain (*sigh* Still reading that QuiGon/ObiWan fic archive. It's huge. I'm almost done, tho. Some of it's kinda creepy, but there are some good writers out there, with some good story ideas. The nonslash/lightslash is the better of it--them boinking makes my brain hurt. >_<;; A bit too much ick factor. I know, yet another waste of my time, a weirdassed thing to be interested by. I just can't help it. I'm a freak.
Some things I have decided, tho, because of what I've read: QuiGon did *NOT* die at the end of Phantom Menace--I don't care what Lucas says, he can go stuff himself. :p And ObiWan's a kickass character, too. Anakin can go jump offa cliff--it should all be about how cool QuiGon, ObiWan, Mace and Yoda are. :D Toss in Han, Chewie and Leia from the original trilogy, and it'd be extra spiffy. Heh.) Yeah, see that? A parenthetical that spanned two paragraphs! Ha! Ha ha ha! God, I rock.<--utter sarcasm
Okay, had fun with the random thought-tangents, but that's just going too far. Enough from me. Too much from me, in fact. Damn, I'm odder than usual today. Tonight. Whatever.
Quick addendum: Holy crap, it hit over 103 today. It was that near 6, so it might have been up to 105 closer to midday. Goddamn, that's disgusting. We're at our usual humidity, too. It's ugly--I know it's hotter in other areas, but for here, this is *so* above normal. Even in summer, we really should hit 95ish max. Yeah, we don't need the ozone layer for nothin', uh-huh. Hm, I bet the folks who invented a/c, especially central air, end up canonized or even deified someday. *smirks*r
Right. Where was I? There I was, surrounded by the enemy, outnumbered a jillion to one, and well outta ammo, and I said to myself, "Self, do we take prisoners?"
Um. Or something like that. Anyway. So, the past day and a half has been kinda a waste of time. Probably more than that, but work inna way is always a waste of time. Well, not really, since I actually managed to be productive and get a lot done, especially on Friday...but in general it feels like a waste of time. Yes, I've been trying to change that. Just been having trouble coming up with something else I want to do with my life--I am having trouble figuring out *what* I truly want to do. And I've been looking at what else is available out there in Omaha, but most of the time it'd be a lateral move, switching one "just existing" job for another.
I guess it's that I still feel I want something that somehow makes an impact, that somehow makes things better for others--that helps people, rather than makes me think of the song "In the End" ('...in the end, it doesn't really matter...') But what that thing is? Still trying to figure that out. Trust me, I think about it a lot.
I do know that if I lived in other cities, as I've said before, there are things I'd at least try to do, for a little while. Someday, if I'm ever out of Omaha, I will try them, somehow. Someday, perhaps, I will work for Disney (preferably DisneyWorld, or wouldn't TokyoDisney rock?). Or someday, I'll work at a variety of places in Seattle. There's a lot of things I'd like to do there. Maybe... *shrugs*
Something I have pondered, I must admit--it would be incredibly interesting to open an anime merchandise store in Omaha. We actually don't have one, despite being the biggest city in the state, despite no cities having similar stores without an hours-length drive, despite having a large anime-following population with the comic stores and universities here and in Lincoln and the air force base at Offutt. The comic stores that had such merchandise previously have started to suck wind--went to Dragon's Lair today, and all they really have is action figures, an average selection of manga translations, some wallscrolls/posters, and tapes/DVDs for rent. They used to have really neat stuff, once upon a time. But they don't care anymore.
So there's the need, I guess, the niche that could be filled. The biggest thing that stops me on my own, including lack of capital and an unwillingness to place my life as collateral and get a loan, is a complete dislike of business and accounting. I mean, even if I convinced some of the other stores I've seen in bigger cities to open a franchise here, I could never do the bookwork. I'd hate it. I tried taking accounting in college, and I dropped it like a hot rock. It just boggled my mind, and I couldn't muddle my way through it--not that I'm math dumb. I mean, for gods' sake, I've taken college level calculus. But accounting is like worse than alien gibberish.
Eh, maybe I just didn't give it enough effort to try and figure it out--that was the same semester I was taking organic chemistry, and I chose to devote my full attention to that. (Fat lot it got me. With all that my bio degree has done for me, maybe I shoulda dropped orgo and focused on the accounting). But the other reason why I don't try for that sort of thing, is it takes a major commitment. It would truly, truly lock me down here in Omaha--and I don't think I want that. I still have dreams of being elsewhere, as is very obvious, I'm sure. ...though maybe if I do ever end up in Seattle, I could try something like that there. They do have comic stores that feature anime stuff, much better than the stores here, but nothing *specializing* in anime merchandise.
So anyway (you'll be seeing this phrase a great deal), I blew off last night and today really badly. Last night, I coulda done a lot with. Folks had stuff to do, so there was no anime night. But after dinner, I just kinda futzed around. I couldn't focus on anything, and even though there was stuff I *should* have been doing, or fun stuff I *could* have been doing--I have surrounded myself with potential forms of entertainment--I basically didn't want to do *anything*. Didn't wanna read, didn't wanna watch, didn't wanna talk, didn't wanna draw/play/write, didn't wanna IM... Meh. So...I futzed. Messed with my computer a bit, didn't do or accomplish anything productive (*stares at the nonfunctioning CD burner, and the router with unchanged ports*). Eventually, when it was pretty late, I got myself to rewatch Digicharat, which is about all the deep thinking I was capable of. :p Fast-forwarding through the credits makes it a really fricking short series.
Today...eh. I paid bills, like usual. Messed around most of the day. I copied tapes of early Saiyuki stuff, and got thoroughly distracted by the Sanzo/Scorpion woman ep (Nix sure knows the significance of that bit, I imagine), and the Hakkai/Chin Iisou ep. And I was reminded that while I went into the series expecting to like Sanzo and Goku (let's hear it for youkai-Goku :D ), I dig Gojyo a hell of a lot...and I worship Hakkai. Truly worship. No, not smiling Hakkai, though I do like him. The *real* Hakkai--or as Minekura Kazuya phrases it, 'The truth behind the smile'. Yeah...he's fucking cool, in a shivery-scary-fascinating sort of way.
What else did I do, when not distracted...? Um, finally got in a bit of practice on Unmei. I think, I *think* I might be showing a bit of improvement. Maybe I'm actually learning a bit. Hard to say, as I find it impossible to guage whether I'm picking up a bit of skill in something--like, the things I think I'm getting good at, I'm find I'm not, and the times I think I suck, someone tells me I'm doing well. Eh. The lessons start Tuesday night, and I'm approaching it with eagerness mixed liberally with terror.
I know, it's only eight weeks--but I want it to be something fun, something I don't reek at. I don't expect to be good, but I don't want to be wretched, as that would make it not fun to do. Plus, I hate the unknown--doing something like this for the first time (as the only lessons I ever took before were in gradeschool and jr high, and it being part of school makes it very different than just a hobby, for some reason. Not to mention that was a year of flute and five years of clarinet--strings is a 'starting out on square one' thing) makes my stomach clench up. Ackgh.
Went out in the evening with Anj and Gina. Usual dinner out and watch something get-together. Couldn't find any anime stuff to rent at Dragon's Lair--it was either rented, or stuff we'd want to save until we had Katherine and Kelly around, too--so we just ended up watching some old Futurama eps Anj'd taped. It was all amusing, but the Chef Bender/Iron Cook and the Star Trek parody eps kicked freaking ass.
Unfortunately, I had a bunch of regular Code Red at dinner, then some Diet Code Red and Whoppers candy/chocolate Oreos at Anj's. So my body is tired, but my brain is very, very much on. Idiot me. Gah. And I was a freaking klutz at dinner, too. Gina seriously said maybe I should use a napkin as a bib. I didn't hit her, because she really did mean it in a good way--plus I know being so fed up with her is making me extra sensitive to stuff she does and says. :p
Anyway, we went to Suncoast after--and lo and behold they had the UHF DVD I've been lusting for. The other Suncoast idiotbastards never got back to me about my reservation, so screw them, I bought it. I nearly hit Gina again, as she was starting to buy stuff, until I yapped at her. SHE STILL HAS NO JOB. She has not had a job for months. I don't know where she's getting money for food, rent, gas, etc. I know it's not from her mother. Yes, she gets temp jobs once in a while, but it's not much. She had no savings before either. I dunno, maybe she's putting stuff all on credit cards--but there's gotta be some stuff you can't do that with, like rent. *shakes head* I just dunno. I wonder if Anj or Michael is helping her. I've even wondered if James is, but I don't think he's dipped into his computer fund, and I know he's not gotten anything out of our checking account. And I know she's not selling herself or selling drugs.
I guess it wouldn't bug me normally, what her source of money is, but she's constantly buying crap--yarn for crocheting, toys, magazines, etc. Extraneous stuff, beyond what's needed for survival. I mean, no job should equal no stuffed animals and frivolous stuff, right?? Why it doesn't is driving me insane--eh, maybe it is all on her credit cards, in which case she'll pay for it eventually, one way or another. Bankruptcy does serve as a impacting life lesson, one way or another.
It just pisses me off that everyone coddles her on this job thing, when Anj or I is always having to convince her not to be buying crap. I just wish I could say to her "Gina, you're being fucking stupid for having *VOLUNTARILY* left your old job without a new one lined up, you're being fucking stupid in not finding *something* to work at in the meantime while job hunting (hello, telemarketing, grocery store, gas station, fast food, dept store, mall store, etc...??), and you're being fucking stupid in not having the sense to save what little money you have for food, shelter, and transportation." But I can't say that, now can I? Especially since there are some who think she's having suuuuch a rough time of it and would get pissed at me--but gee, she wouldn't be having neeear the rough time of it, if she wouldn't be being so brainless about how she's going about this.
She just so has no safety net--there's no way she can move in with her mother or with any of us. She can't afford to lose her car. She can't afford not to eat, naturally, and she's even got two cats to care for. Eh. I really don't get her, and the whole situation. And not saying anything while she does all this is literally driving me up the wall. Yeah, I know that I'd have sent out the same number of apps and done the same number of interviews in the same time period--but I'd *always* be working at something, somehow, at the same time.
Omaha's not the best, but it is land of always-available jobs, despite the strugging economy/recession. Those who want to get something, can--it might not be the glamorous fun stuff, but it's there, and it brings in income. (Note that I'm practicing what I preach, btw. Yes, I'm not happy in my job, but I'm doing it and doing it decently well, while eyeing other opportunities. If I felt I *had* to leave the library, I'd go find something to bring in money while I job-hunted. I've done it before. *shrugs*)
Meh, must quit beating a dead topic into the ground. :p I shouldn't have eaten stuff that'd mess with my sleep tho, with the caffeine and sugar. Last night was the first night I actually slept what I *needed* in what, weeks? And even then I didn't get any extra to reduce the deficit. And I know I'm not going to get enough or extra tonight, now. Baka baka baka me...
Hmph. I really, really shouldn't be up. We're going to Seward tomorrow, to my grandmother's, and I really want to be awake and coherent. Not that it's going to be bad--I like hanging out with Dad's side of the family. It's just, this is the first gathering we'll have had since the fracas with my uncle and my aunt's partner went down. Not that *they'll* be there, but my aunts and my cousins will be there--and I'm sure it's going to come up, which will make for an interesting atmosphere. But it'll be good for them, I suppose, being able to be together with all of us, so we can be unified in our own strange and Simpsons'-esque way.
I'm most looking forward to seeing my cousin, Stacie. She and I always want to have more contact--we only live an hour apart, and could even email or phone more. But she's incredibly, incredibly busy...and I'm lazy. Seriously, she's really going to make something of herself, I can tell--but it does mean she doesn't have a lot of goof-off time.
Bet I've exceeded the character limit for a post. Wonder by how much. Guess I can split it, if I have to. I shouldn't post so much, but I just wanted to let my brain dump. Still have some stuff rumbling around, but it's not so much now.
Btw, a reminder to anyone vaguely interested, Anime Iowa's at the end of August--and registration's open until the end of July. Prereg, that is. Still can try to register at the door. Our group has a couple rooms, and while one's the quiet room for Katherine, Kelly, and a friend of Katherine's, the other room with James, me and Anj in it has space. I can even request rollaway beds, or there's always the floor. ^^ Come on, it's a cute little, cozy con--very well run, smoothly organized. You know you wanted a reason to visit Cedar Rapids, you know you did...c'mooooooon... :D
...gee, it's been years since I've used my double-bladed lightsaber toy, the one that lights up and makes all the sounds and all that. Surely there's someone out there that'd want to duel. Yeah, you know you wanna. Single-bladed, double-bladed, don't matter--come on, it'll be funnnn... :D
And no, that wasn't the other stuff rumbling around in my head. That stuff's safely tucked away in the ol' mental attic. The above is just craprandom thoughts sparked off of CodeRed saturated neurons. And the fact that I've got anime, cons, and Star Wars on the brain (*sigh* Still reading that QuiGon/ObiWan fic archive. It's huge. I'm almost done, tho. Some of it's kinda creepy, but there are some good writers out there, with some good story ideas. The nonslash/lightslash is the better of it--them boinking makes my brain hurt. >_<;; A bit too much ick factor. I know, yet another waste of my time, a weirdassed thing to be interested by. I just can't help it. I'm a freak.
Some things I have decided, tho, because of what I've read: QuiGon did *NOT* die at the end of Phantom Menace--I don't care what Lucas says, he can go stuff himself. :p And ObiWan's a kickass character, too. Anakin can go jump offa cliff--it should all be about how cool QuiGon, ObiWan, Mace and Yoda are. :D Toss in Han, Chewie and Leia from the original trilogy, and it'd be extra spiffy. Heh.) Yeah, see that? A parenthetical that spanned two paragraphs! Ha! Ha ha ha! God, I rock.<--utter sarcasm
Okay, had fun with the random thought-tangents, but that's just going too far. Enough from me. Too much from me, in fact. Damn, I'm odder than usual today. Tonight. Whatever.
Quick addendum: Holy crap, it hit over 103 today. It was that near 6, so it might have been up to 105 closer to midday. Goddamn, that's disgusting. We're at our usual humidity, too. It's ugly--I know it's hotter in other areas, but for here, this is *so* above normal. Even in summer, we really should hit 95ish max. Yeah, we don't need the ozone layer for nothin', uh-huh. Hm, I bet the folks who invented a/c, especially central air, end up canonized or even deified someday. *smirks*r