life is good

it’s 4/20. at home, this means that many many ppl will celebrate with intense amounts of marijuana. i’ll get a couple calls maybe, someone will try to eat their own hand or will walk into something solid and by 4/21 it will all be reminiscing and munchies. here, 4/20 means that it is springtime. there’s a gospel concert tonight.

there are people talking, -yes about classmates and free trade and not about drunken debauchery,-but still about things that i not only don’t care about, but also CAN’T HEAR RIGHT NOW. shutup. now. -you go to a library for silence. i live in loudness. in car horns and football stadiums; track fields and frat practices..- and i accept that as a sacrifice for living in such a convenient and central location. and then i come to the library to get some ferking work done, and it’s the same shit. at least lower your voice or be less of a tool or..something.

right now the strategy is passive-aggressiveness. glares and corner-eyed looks and repeated clearings of the throat. but these are being ignored or too soon forgotten and i think it’s time for action. yes i am the library nazi. and i don’t care if you could crush me w/ your pinky are the linebacker for our football team - you need to shut the fuck up. and i will let you know this.  in the sweetest most diplomatic way possible. and then i’ll go back to writing about corporate human rights behavior in china.

or i’ll blog about how much i hate ppl who talk in libraries. 

how does this not bother anyone else??