Tuesday, August 03, 2010

In Which This Should Be Heard With A Phat Beat And Auto-Tune

I am geeked that everyone shut the fuck up for a minute. Went and did some last minute campaigning for my friend Chris who's running for 60th district state representative, and one of the girls that I was with would not shut the hell/fuck (choose whichever expletive you like more) up. It was just all runtogetherandspitatmeinrapidfiresucessionjustlikethis and enough to make me want to kick all five feet of her as far away from me as the seven inches I have on her would allow. I thought it was the lack of ines in my system. I got my two favorite ines in me and I was okay for a minute and then I went to work and had to listen to myself discuss why plagiarism is bad for close to an hour.

And then two of my coworkers got chatty on my ass until the student I was talking to about the joys of proper quote citation told them (us?) to shut the fuck up (my words, not his). And now I can relish this silence and listen to all the episodes of Auto-Tune The News my remaining time allows.

Hide your kids, hide your wife. Hide your husband, they're raping everybody out here.

I'm tired. Between moving and having put enough miles on my mom's PT Cruiser to be in Florida, I think I'm allowed to be.

I'm going to see Matt this weekend though! I am two work days and thirty minutes from getting ready to leave for Chicago. Not a moment too soon, everyone and everything is rubbing me the wrong way. My friends from home, my friends from Kzoo, coworkers, strangers (not in the craigslist casual encounters way)...

Reading feminist theory just ruins all your favorite things in life, like being nice, for example.

I am homelessish and that's okay.

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