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- Six hours of sleep and I feel a lot better than I did yesterday. Yes, six hours is a big deal. Which is horrible. I just kinda don't really sleep in the summer. And it's not an insomnia thing, because it's not like I'm trying. I just wake up really early and go to bed really late and it is what it is. I don't know why.

- Also this? Made my day. Of course, my day started like five minutes ago, but still. Small victories.

- I am trying to come up with the most strategic order to do today's tasks in.

- If you are a salad bar user, Do not use the tongs outside of their specific area! I was going to get the same thing for lunch yesterday I had had the day before. In fact, I had decided that this would be the one thing that would comfort me in my shitty shitty day -- carrots with dill and lemon and garlic and chicken, eaten with fucking chopsticks. It was all I wanted. But some ASSHOLE used the carrot tongs in the pasta salad next to the carrots, eventhough they had their own tongs, so guess who had to have thai fucking noodles instead?

I know it seems like a simple unimportant thing. And a silly thing for me to get worked up about. But every minute of every day is about what I can't have because someone else was lazy for a fraction of a fucking second. And if I don't notice? Sick for DAYS.

weird world

There is a whole lot of crazy out there today.

Including:

- Horrid yuppie dude with his horrid wife and horrid child on line in front of me to donate some stuff to a community thrift shop. They take FOREVER because the wife has to keep rechecking the stuff she's handed in to make sure she wants it to go. As they finally leave, the guy claps me on the back and says, "thanks for your help." Buh? I was just standing there. Also is this how men interact with women (as I clearly am today)? I don't think so.

- But that was NOTHING compared to the guy who stopped me on the corner of 97th and B'way for this exchange:

Him: You don't have a name.
Me: Excuse me?
Him: Have a nice day!

Yeah, I don't know.

- Dear Bed, Bath and Beyond: More people will shop in your store if the entire establishment doesn't stink of wet dog.

- Dear scamster dude with shitty industry party invites: "you're invited" not "your invited"

- Dear Borders: Blasting Abba for the win!

I rewarded myself for tedious errands with a Whole Foods shopping trip. I now have:
- chimichurri sirloin
- potato zuchini pancakes
- lemon and garlic roasted carrots
- goat cheese
- cream cheese (where that craving came from, hell if I know)
- dinosaur-shaped gluten-free chicken nuggets.
- lemon pepper mayo
- chipolte mayo

and a much better attitude, even if the people in that particular Whole Foods need harming. Also old lady in fabulous boy drag!

adoption etiquette

I am writing an article on appropriate etiquette towards parents who are adopting a child.

I know some of you have adopted children and them some of you are adoptees. Anythingyou want to be sure I get on the list?

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