Jun. 4th, 2007

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Between reading Post Secret and the news, some days I feel like it is a superhuman effort to leave the house. Gods above and below.

The power came back after about an hour, just as the pizza guy arrived. So we watched some escapist entertainment for awhile. There was a wasp in my bag of cookies. I guess it flew in when we had the patio door open. Ugh. I am so glad I looked into the bag before sticking my hand in there. Damn that wasp for making the last cookies inaccessible.

I keep editing a long post in my head, and maybe I'll get around to that tonight.
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I don't understand what it is about the grocery store that turns people into raving loons. I like to grocery shop. Picking out what things to eat during the week, admiring the colors of good produce, all those things entertain me. What is unpleasant is having to shop around hordes of people more intent on running you down with their cart, positioning their cart in the single most inconvenient place (which usually happens to be directly in front) and completely unable to handle the process of checking out. Not to mention the bad behavior one encounters simply trying to park.

If you are a) unable to read & comprehend enough English to understand signs like "10 items or less", b) unable to follow simple instructions displayed in block letters, or c) unable to understand simple instructions boomed out by the robotic voice, you should not be using the self-service lanes. Take your items to a regular lane and allow a human being to do the work for you. If you are unable to do any of the above tasks, you will only make your fellow shoppers cranky and miserable while you make a mess of things.

the afternoon sky has been various shades of blue, grey, purple and black. The temperature has also swung wildly between the mid 80s and the lower 70s. When I left work this afternoon, the second pass of showers had just gone through, and water was actually steaming off the nearby pavement. It was a very strange thing to see. Just before the storms, there was that delicious scent of hot concrete, dust, rain and ozone. It is my most favorite scent in the world.

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