tuluum's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A little aggression is a good thing sometimes Currently Reading: Fix It and Forget It: Feasting with your slow cooker Currently Listening To: Deep - Pearl Jam Gee nice to know that when feeling overwhelmed, alone, unhappy and depressed, i will get NO EMAIL OR GUESTBOOK SIGNAGE!! YOU PEOPLE SUCK!! (except for Lala who rules *lick*) grrmph :**( Anyway it ain't about you all it's about me, so ignore my ranting as you so merrily seem to have !! feh. : Today was a weird day. I was feeling most grumpacicious. Normally I don't take out my frustrations on people but today I made an exception. First when going to the ATM to withdraw fundage as I was leaving a lady was making a beeline to the door. Since I hate the whole insert card wait for click rigmarole I kept the door open for her. About 4 steps away from me she stops and starts digging in her purse. WTF? In my mind I thought "hey lady, are you able to walk -any- faster?", little did I know that my mouth decided to broadcast that thought in stereo simulcast fashion. She looked up right away and said "oh sorry!". I smiled sarcie like, relieved to be able to let go of the heavy ass door. I head to the supermarket, still feeling all grumpcicious. As I am heading to buy some mosquito coils I pause, as I always do, at the magazine stand. Lo and behold, in full Microsoft Word Clip Art fashion is a huge printout stuck to the stand (and I'm sorry that I can't repeat it in all its 3-d type glory) '"ABSOLUTELY! NO READING PERMITTED WITHOUT PURCHASE , BY ORDER OF MANAGEMENT!!" Well that just pissed me off, fucking fascist state now? What the hell you gonna do? escort my ass out? Grrr. I took out my pen, looked around (coast clear) and wrote in block letters on the side "HOW WILL I KNOW IF I WANT TO "PURCHASE" UNLESS I KNOW WHAT'S INSIDE?" and walked off. Standing in the checkout lane I saw some teenaged guys by the stand. They took up a gaming magazine and then one started cracking up, he pointed to the sign. I chuckled. His friend took up another magazine and they both stood in that teenage boy stance and merrily read. I was vindicated. Guerrila activism strikes again, express lane style. When I got home I told my mom about both instances of grumpage. She applauded and said "good for you, a little aggression is a good thing" . Hehe. I then put one of the grocery bags on my head walked around with it sticking up all chef boyardee style and asked her if she thought I could ho myself for a discount next week if I showed up in the lane wearing their logo all plastic bag style. She laughed. So did I. But I was kinda serious. **************************************************************************** CLIX FOR VIGILANTE WARFARE Cast your vote for this journal.
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