Inconsistencies.

It's late, and Nicky and I are getting ready to head up to bed... but, I wanted to type this up tonight rather than tomorrow.

First, my day. I had a two-hour delay for school, so that was fun... I actually woke up regular time and Nicky and I watched a movie. He ended up going to work two hours late too so he had to work until 6 rather than 4. =.L But, that was ok, I guess. School was rather boring... same old, same old. It was snowing again by the end of the day, but I had my coat on, so it was all good. Mitch drove me home as he does usually, but one thing as different... as we came around this sharp curve, he hit a tree. Not a tree in the ground mind you. A Christmas tree that someone had strew across the road in the exact area that you couldn't see til you hit it. How convenient. I think it was done purposely, but no harm done. Mitch just ran right over it and flew into a fit of obscenities. It's actually funny, looking back even thought I was like o.o at the time. x3 When I got home, I made some soup and ate it and then I got on puter as usual. I was talking to Alex on msn, but he was pissing me off... you see, I was trying to call Nicky and he wouldn't pick up and I told Alex, and he was like "he's cheating on you." and I got mad, so I blocked him. Then, Alex, the ever-cunning little cunt called me... and I was like "ugh". So, I left the phone on. But then, I  was like, well, what if Nicky calls... so, I turned it back on, tried again, and he picked up. =.3 I told him what Alex said and he said "I am..." and I was like "..." and he said "just kidding" but I hung up anyway. Nicky called back and I picked up. >.> then he got home soon after and my mother sat here watching the evening news with us. She said some things that I didn't listen to, but she always does... meh. Then, Nicky became a pest and we battled and I won. =.3

Second, my thoughts. I'm actually having a decent day. I only got really upset once... and I was thinking about Daniel again... =.\ I wrote something for him and everything. I know I shouldn't be so attached to him, but I can't help it... I guess I lied. I got upset twice. I thought about David today too... and how I do love him, and ho I gave him chance after chance and how he fucked up my life a little, but I'm not blaming him... he didn't make me do things, usually, but he did things that made me feel like I had to do certain things... and those things, I still do today. Now, before anyone gets up in arms, I don't cut... I never have and I never will. It's not in my personality to do that and I get upset with people who do... =.\ I think I'm going to draw tomorrow. I'm in the mood to just... draw things. Anything I guess.

I've been listening to Set Your Goals obsessively and posting it all on tumblr. x3 I'm going to see then on February 5th, as I stated before... haha. I'm so repetitive. I bet it's annoying, but oh well. I suppose I'll go to beddie now.

Night night. <3

-Peter

Incompetency.

I don't think anything makes me more impatient than incompetent people. Like, I don't know how such under qualified people can be assigned to do simple tasks. Simple things, like, for instance, a cashier. More specifically, the speedy checkout lane. It's ironic, because the checkout is anything but speedy. It's goddamn slow, actually. And why is it slow, you ask? Because they select the most incompetent cashier for the post to even it out with the others and to punish people for buying less than 10 items. Obviously people with a full cart are spending more and therefore treated better and are given better service. The speedy checkout line, is also an endless supply of humor if one is in the correct mood. The inadequacy of the cashier directly correlates to how impatient the person behind you in line happens to be, and their inconsequential comments are often the necessary comic relief. More often than not, I'm that impatient person, but occasionally I get the day off and I get to be the entertained 5th person in a non-moving line listening to the 6th bitch about the seven year old's birthday that they must attend in 15 minutes.

I recall one incident in particular... the unlucky person behind me was in a very bad mood and everything was causing them extreme displeasure. To start off, they complained of whatever the hell thing they wanted not being in stock, then their McDonald's lunch had something wrong with it, due to the incompetency of either the cashier or the food preparer. By the time that I had my things paid for and I grabbed my bag, I heard them say "THANK GOD" loudly and rudely, causing some more stares and giggles.

 As entertaining as an incompetent person may be, they're that much frustrating and more. It's like, Ok. You're obviously having trouble. Just let me do it. Really, it's worse when an under qualified person can't tell that they're under qualified and therefore clearly think they're doing a good job while they're failing. Worse than that? It can get that bad? Oh, you bet. An inadequate person who KNOWS they're inadequate and this fact hinders them even more than their obvious incompetency. The more I think about it, the more I think that this is something to feel piteous about rather than angry. It's not their fault they're stupid and terribly untalented... it's... well, yes. It's their fault. BUT, instead of being angry, we should laugh at them. Cruelly and callously.

-Peter

Ps. Lesbian is my new favorite word.