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I really need to re-read A Wrinkle in Time. For some reason it's come up in chats, conversations, and in random LJs lately. Strange. I loved that book as a child, it's probably the first book that I remember reading. Hmm... So anyway, today was okay. Of course as is my life, it wasn't perfect. It's got to be a Noriega thing. Nothing ever goes smoothly for any of us. I hear my cousin is moving back to the Chi from FLA, not sure why though. There go my plans to visit him, like that was really going to happen. Then there's pops, I was helping him put in a blower motor in the basement (for the heating system) and of course, it didn't go smoothly. Everything was okay but he wanted to lubricate some of the parts and the little oil can/dispenser we had broke. It's always something. It wasn't that big of a deal but it just makes my point. Anytime we have our little fix-er-up projects or things like that, there's always some minor inconvenience. Inconvenience, I guess that's all it is, that's all most problems are, still though. Inconvenience, inconvenience, I should type it a hundred times, I always fuck up spelling it.

Well, now there's yesterday. As I mentioned earlier, to those who bothered to listen to the post, the show rocked. I went with Hectora and a couple of people from work. Of course Stine, Steph, Tom, Becky, Dave, and a whole lot of others were there as well. It's been a cool couple of days, on Monday I got a lot of old school from Audioslave with the Rage Against the Machine and Soundgarden. The trend continued last night with the old school H setlist. I can't believe it's ten already, time flies. But I digress, the show was fun and a good time was had by all. Anyway, I IMed with someone from work a little while ago, which was probably a mistake, but she IMed me. I guess work sucked, people were fighting, and were also asking about me. Go figure. Of course some people knew I was going out, but I'm not too keen on the idea of people thinking I skipped work because I was trashed last night. I don't know, I guess it's not that big of a deal but I don't like my name being said in certain circles. Maybe I'm just paranoid, but it's like you can't trust anyone. Throw in the whole drama going on with the wrestling team and that we have a new principal. It's probably a guilt thing too, knowing that I haven't been absent all year and that I took a day off because of a rock show. Fuck it.

When I was at Northern I was a lot more carefree. I know, I know, look where it's gotten me, heh. Anyway I think it was either Nato, or Jose, maybe Miguel, but someone came up with "Fuck the bullshit". If something was pissing us off, RA's were being dicks, we were late to class, etc. All we'd do is say/yell "Fuck the bullshit!" and then proceed to sleep in, ignore the problem, or just move on.

Let go.

I have problems doing that sometimes.

Oh well, fuck the bullshit.

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