unclarified

I keep running into/across people who, uh... yeah. kinda weird, thinking about that. something like 80% of the people I come into contact with, at least online.

sometimes I wonder just how people see me, and what/who they see me as.

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joint. jaw. left. ouchies. >_<

peeve:

people who believe that the right to not be discriminated against in the workplace equates to the “right” to not be fired, even for cause. or to be hired for positions for which they are not suited (or even capable).

y’know, maybe it has nothing to do with the fact that you’re black, or hispanic, or a woman; and everything to do with the fact that you aren’t doing your job, or that you have no experience in or even knowledge of that field.

then again, this just boils down to The Common Idiot and the vast popularity of the victim mentality—people who want to be victims, so they can have everything done for them.

(NB: I’m not saying that victims (of anything) are like that. but people who want to be victims, who work to be victims? they do. every single one of them. there’s a great difference between wanting to be a victim, and wanting to acknowledge that you are or have been a victim.)

YAY!

interview tomorrow at 0920!

day of the day

drove my grandparents S10 home so we have another vehicle to carry bodies (and cargo) to the reunion dealy‑thingy on Saturday. it’s very comfortable, and has a great stereo, but it has Issues. actually, it has an Issue: it leaks transmission fluid like a bloody faucet.

twenty minute drive, it lost well over a gallon of the stuff (we put in 3 quarts along the way). from the location, my dad says it’s a bad seal. the replacement of which will require the removal of the bloody transmission.

on a completely random note: I wonder how those self‑checkout things handle alcohol. and I’m craving a chicken quesadilla from Taco Hell (or three, or four...).

I feel like absolute hell. my left knee hurts, a sharp pain radiating up to mid‑thigh; my lower back hurts, a dull but strong ache; my left arm hurts for some damn reason; my neck has that siff “I’m going to hurt later!” feeling; and I have a mild headache. oh, and I’m getting twinges in my right thigh.

I don’t liiike this...

ran to the store to get milk, and discovered just how bad the brakes have gotten: I braked normally, got barely anything; braked harder and the wheels locked and I slid to a stop.

wait for dinner, or grab something and pass out? tough choice.