Reading FMA and am surprisingly amused with human funks. Not that that's what it's about, because it's all gory orgies with some alchemy, but still. Randi, I think this is the manga you're looking for. I'm on Chapter 64 and the pot is still unfolding, the same plot from Chap 1. It's so complex and lovely.
The douches on my bus were insulting/targeting again. Mostly I just try and block it out. But then a girl just goes balistic. She starts screaming at Linda (who was laughing at how the kid is so stupid, and then agreeing when Nick said she should be a college professor because she's "so smart" -- yeah, right; a professor wouldn't have such an ugly personality as hers) and the other high schoolers for making fun of this kid just because he was stupid. She's cussing the hell out of them and then it was silent.
I wanted to turn around and clap and nod my head and say, "YES! You're right. You have the Right Stuff." God, I was so happy. I've been listening to s**t from the sex-addled middles and the fascist highs for an entire semester, and to hear someone like her was a cool glass of water and platter of cucumbers.
It also made me realize how much of a loser I am. Because I haven't been saying anything (although I was just listening passively; mostly I just stare out the window). I'm happy she could show me that. Or something.
I don't even know her name.
Washburn coming over tomorrow. I woke up at 10 PM, and no one woke me up, so I'll have to do Early Morning Cleaning. It's the worst kind of cleaning.
I like The Airborne Toxic Event. Especially Sometime Around Midnight. It's weird that there's no chorus, but I like the dissimilarity.
Morning Damnation is pissing me off a bit. I'm the one who FORCED everyone to get off their asses and make the first episode; we used Alex as the guest because he was there. But Chloe took over filming because Jamie and then Laura took editing, and now I'm lumped with the comatose audience.
That sounds selfish, but it's as though I'm not there anymore, even when I'm still filming and stuff. Blah. But I cannot deny that the Seasester Finale was amazing. Laura is an editing god.
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