"In vacant or in pensive mood..." I am: Bekah; 24; Law Student / Favorite Things: Carbs (so there!), Johnny Damon, Smiling at babies, Grilled cheese, Comfortable silence / Favorite Supreme Court Justice: Brennan / Favorite Wilson: Owen by an inch / Today's Special: Song: Elliott Smith, "Bled White"; Quote: "You know, there's like a butt-load of gangs at this school. This one gang kept wanting me to join because I'm pretty good with a bowstaff." Please love me: mmbekah@yahoo.com


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A few days ago at the cd store I got stuck behind someone in my browsing path. It was infuriating. I have a system for these things that requires moving in strict alphabetical order at a pace that is methodical, yet not leisurely. When I walked in, some guy was standing in front of A/B, so I poked around the front of the store waiting for him to move on. When he finally did, I started in, but his tempo was very erratic. He stood in front of the C's for an obscenely long time. I wouldn't swear to it, but I think he was looking at The Captain and Tenille. It's not that I needed a C cd. That's precisely not the issue. The issue is that in my universe I have to look through C to be able to move to D, or everything goes out of alignment. I hovered. I loomed. I did everything I could to make him uncomfortable, but this guy wouldn't move past Phil Collins. Damn you Su-su-ssudio! I skipped ahead and waited by the M's until he was a safe distance away, but by the time I resumed my perusal, it just felt off. Later in the day it started to rain, I got a bad headache, and my sister missed her flight home. Coincidence? Oh, I think not.
posted by Bekah at 8:00 AM :: |