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Yes, my journal titles are getting more and more far-fetched, but you know...Take that up with Ark, where I get them from.

I am doing them in order, too, so


So I am vaguely upset of late--there are many things which I just want to grab someone and shake some sense into them and there's not even a reason why I should want to do that.

The guy at work is...strange. I'm not sure what to make of him, and whenever I settle on a folder to plop him in, he changes and the folder doesn't fit. So I can't rest easy knowing exactly where I stand mentally in regards to him. Really strange.

One of my co-workers is a real ass--I was the apple of his eye for the past month and now I don't do even one thing right. I got really persecuted yesterday for everything I did and I nearly had a breakdown right then and there at work. Luckily I had three moments alone with myself in the back where I could freak out as needed. I was steamed the whole way home, though, and was muttering obscenities about this fellow human all the way.

And then to make matters worse/etc I went to a mini-concert of one of the guys I went to high school with and one of his friends. They graduated when I was a junior, but we interacted during a few classes and afterschool stuff that we were both interested in.

So mostly it would be good except for a rivalry of coffee houses in this fucking down and I don't exactly know if the other guy at work is going to flip out at me about going to it, so I had that on my mind as this mini-band played. And then about ten minutes from the end of the gig, these two guys from my graduating class walked in. We three never really got along, but we never fought or argued...but...one of the guys, Charlie Brown, has always been really cool to me. And NOT in a way of "yeah man!" cool. As in the temperature in the room becomes chilly in regards to our relationship to one another. He is a fucking asshole and he makes no apologies about it. I really really dislike how arrogant and "Hey, my mom's important and I have a tattoo and I get good grades" arrogant is my LEAST favorite kind.

And he took my seat.

And he didn't even acknowledge my presence--not even a glare. It was like I was INVISIBLE. I hate it when people do that--especially because when I was stage manager I went out of my way to help this guy out as much as possible AS WELL AS his best friend in the whole world who was ALSO in the play. I count my job as stage manager as a more than part time job because of these two retards. I was doing up to 34 hours a week for this job.

And it wasn't like I was trying to win favor.

It was because I didn't want our stupid school to put on a stupid play and have it totally FAIL because the stupid leads couldn't get enough brain cells together to MEMORIZE THEIR FUCKING LINES.

Jesus, Charlie Brown was still messing up two of his four monologues on OPENING NIGHT.

So the fact that this guy acted like I didn't exist really PISSED ME OFF.




But I found some Bowie this morning.

So I think I'll be fine.

BUT GOOD GOD IF YOU KNOW SOMEONE WENT OUT OF THEIR WAY TO HELP YOU YOU HAD BETTER FUCKING AT LEAST INCLINE YOUR HEAD IF YOU SEE EACH OTHER

DX

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