Good day, bad day, weird day
Sep. 14th, 2006 09:08 amActually yesterday wasn't particularly good I don't think...no more so than my life is generally good. Well...I did discover that the school is near an EB Games, so that's pretty good. Also I ate an apple. That's good, too.
As for weird...yesterday was some kind of Person Repitition Day for me or something. I got to A.C. with lots of time to spare before class (as I do), and decided to swing by Sands because I had a handful of chips to cash in. I had thought I might blow them on blackjack instead, so I was wandering around the pit games a bit, but I wasn't feeling it, so I decided to skip the blackjack. While I was perusing the tables, though, I happened to notice a severely hunchbacked Chinese guy sitting at one of the blackjack tables. There wasn't anything particularly noteworthy going on there...but, you know...how do you not notice a severely hunchbacked Chinese guy. Know what I'm sayin'? Anyway, after wandering around and determining that I wasn't going to play any blackjack that day, I headed over to the cage to cash out my chips. I did so, and then headed for the exit. When I got there, I passed the same severely hunchbacked Chinese guy on the way out! He was fussing with an ATM. I had seen him at the blackjack table literally only minutes earlier. For a severely hunchbacked dude...he can really hustle!
After Sands I decided to grab a bite at Taco Bell before heading to class. I got in line behind this shaven-headed Hispanic guy, and I wouldn't even have really noticed him, except that he was in front of me in line and fucked up his order, so I was standing around waiting for that to get resolved. We were also standing around together waiting for our food, and we both ate in the the restaurant. Anyway, after I was finished, I broke out and headed to school. It wasn't quite time yet, so I was chilling in the break room place reading my book and trying to suck down some coffee before class. (If I have any complaint about spending my days in a mock casino, it's would only be that they don't allow food or drink in there; so sad to not be able to sip coffee in class.) Anyway, so I look up from my book at some point, and who busts past me coming out of the back of the break room? The same shaven-headed Hispanic guy from Taco Bell! Small world. I actually thought about saying something, but quickly reversed my position on that. "Hey, I saw you at Taco Bell! And now, here you are at the school a block away. Isn't that something?" There is absolutely nothing worthwhile that can follow that opening statement.
I also ran into one of my classmates as I was leaving the building for the day after class was over. I was just stepping out into the street, and he drove by and offered me a ride to the bus station. Since my bus wasn't for a while and I was going to stroll first, I declined, and he drove off. A bit later on, I ran into him on the street again, which I only considered strange because he took off in the opposite direction as me the last time I saw him. Then I ran into him a third time later actually at the bus station...turns out he headed to the bus station anyway to pick up a schedule.
And...while not exactly a Repeat Person, I feel it's also worthwhile to mention that I passed
penguinjunky's doppleganger on the street yesterday evening. He was waiting for a bus.
So there's that. Everything toward the end of my day was basically downhill. Upon returning home, I found that I got a letter from the Township informing me that I was in violation of some local ordinance because I had too many weeds on the property. What the fuck! Maybe I like weeds! Who the hell are you to tell me how many weeds I should have?! So I spent much of the evening nursing a bruised sense of independence, not to mention the shame of being such a shitty gardener that I'm starting to break laws, and wondering exactly how serious I have to treat this thing. They say I could get summonsed and fined and shit. Serious? This is law enforcement? So, whatever...I guess I'll try and devote some serious time soon to lawn care. (And I was going to do it tomorrow, too, since I have the day off, but it's supposed to rain again.) Pain in my ass. Satan take their stupid lawn rules. And I thought everything was going so well, too. So, anyway...I have to kill plants now. It's really not a big deal, I guess, this letter, but it still makes me feel frustrated and stupid. I know a lot of people want this life with the home-owning and the pretty little town and all that, but fuck this, man. I never got any letters complaining about all the takeout containers in my crappy apartment.
So I spent much of the evening muttering and worrying about that over cooking some dinner. Then, when I sat down to eat, I had a nosebleed. So my night was spent grumbling and stressing and, at times, shooting blood out of my face. I resisted posting, though, because I generally hold to the "things'll be better in the morning" philosophy, and I figured I'd feel better after a good night's sleep and some perspective. The way things turned out, though, I got up butt early this morning to take out the trash and recycling and stuff, and while I was doing that, I stepped in dog shit. So that's nice. And now it's raining, and that's never good, since my bus stop is a little pole in the ground and if I've learned anything from commuting, it's that I never know how long I'll be standing out there waiting for the bus. So all-in-all, I can't say I'm in the best of moods at the moment, but I'm sure it'll be fine. I do know one thing, though...I'm going to do my best to play some cards today. One, it'll probably make me feel better, but two, and more importantly...come on! I stepped in shit today! How can I not play cards?
Anyway...today's my last day of school this week, so starting tonight, I'll be on weekend until Monday. Yay for me! Maybe I can get a decent post up during that time.
Ah, which reminds me, this is a pretty sweet post (ganked from
chadu). And, in news of the heavens, Hail Eris! Awright, peace out, everybody. Smell ya later!
As for weird...yesterday was some kind of Person Repitition Day for me or something. I got to A.C. with lots of time to spare before class (as I do), and decided to swing by Sands because I had a handful of chips to cash in. I had thought I might blow them on blackjack instead, so I was wandering around the pit games a bit, but I wasn't feeling it, so I decided to skip the blackjack. While I was perusing the tables, though, I happened to notice a severely hunchbacked Chinese guy sitting at one of the blackjack tables. There wasn't anything particularly noteworthy going on there...but, you know...how do you not notice a severely hunchbacked Chinese guy. Know what I'm sayin'? Anyway, after wandering around and determining that I wasn't going to play any blackjack that day, I headed over to the cage to cash out my chips. I did so, and then headed for the exit. When I got there, I passed the same severely hunchbacked Chinese guy on the way out! He was fussing with an ATM. I had seen him at the blackjack table literally only minutes earlier. For a severely hunchbacked dude...he can really hustle!
After Sands I decided to grab a bite at Taco Bell before heading to class. I got in line behind this shaven-headed Hispanic guy, and I wouldn't even have really noticed him, except that he was in front of me in line and fucked up his order, so I was standing around waiting for that to get resolved. We were also standing around together waiting for our food, and we both ate in the the restaurant. Anyway, after I was finished, I broke out and headed to school. It wasn't quite time yet, so I was chilling in the break room place reading my book and trying to suck down some coffee before class. (If I have any complaint about spending my days in a mock casino, it's would only be that they don't allow food or drink in there; so sad to not be able to sip coffee in class.) Anyway, so I look up from my book at some point, and who busts past me coming out of the back of the break room? The same shaven-headed Hispanic guy from Taco Bell! Small world. I actually thought about saying something, but quickly reversed my position on that. "Hey, I saw you at Taco Bell! And now, here you are at the school a block away. Isn't that something?" There is absolutely nothing worthwhile that can follow that opening statement.
I also ran into one of my classmates as I was leaving the building for the day after class was over. I was just stepping out into the street, and he drove by and offered me a ride to the bus station. Since my bus wasn't for a while and I was going to stroll first, I declined, and he drove off. A bit later on, I ran into him on the street again, which I only considered strange because he took off in the opposite direction as me the last time I saw him. Then I ran into him a third time later actually at the bus station...turns out he headed to the bus station anyway to pick up a schedule.
And...while not exactly a Repeat Person, I feel it's also worthwhile to mention that I passed
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So there's that. Everything toward the end of my day was basically downhill. Upon returning home, I found that I got a letter from the Township informing me that I was in violation of some local ordinance because I had too many weeds on the property. What the fuck! Maybe I like weeds! Who the hell are you to tell me how many weeds I should have?! So I spent much of the evening nursing a bruised sense of independence, not to mention the shame of being such a shitty gardener that I'm starting to break laws, and wondering exactly how serious I have to treat this thing. They say I could get summonsed and fined and shit. Serious? This is law enforcement? So, whatever...I guess I'll try and devote some serious time soon to lawn care. (And I was going to do it tomorrow, too, since I have the day off, but it's supposed to rain again.) Pain in my ass. Satan take their stupid lawn rules. And I thought everything was going so well, too. So, anyway...I have to kill plants now. It's really not a big deal, I guess, this letter, but it still makes me feel frustrated and stupid. I know a lot of people want this life with the home-owning and the pretty little town and all that, but fuck this, man. I never got any letters complaining about all the takeout containers in my crappy apartment.
So I spent much of the evening muttering and worrying about that over cooking some dinner. Then, when I sat down to eat, I had a nosebleed. So my night was spent grumbling and stressing and, at times, shooting blood out of my face. I resisted posting, though, because I generally hold to the "things'll be better in the morning" philosophy, and I figured I'd feel better after a good night's sleep and some perspective. The way things turned out, though, I got up butt early this morning to take out the trash and recycling and stuff, and while I was doing that, I stepped in dog shit. So that's nice. And now it's raining, and that's never good, since my bus stop is a little pole in the ground and if I've learned anything from commuting, it's that I never know how long I'll be standing out there waiting for the bus. So all-in-all, I can't say I'm in the best of moods at the moment, but I'm sure it'll be fine. I do know one thing, though...I'm going to do my best to play some cards today. One, it'll probably make me feel better, but two, and more importantly...come on! I stepped in shit today! How can I not play cards?
Anyway...today's my last day of school this week, so starting tonight, I'll be on weekend until Monday. Yay for me! Maybe I can get a decent post up during that time.
Ah, which reminds me, this is a pretty sweet post (ganked from
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