mintcar

i was really grouchy early in the day ... maybe it was the result of not moving around enough at night when i'm sleeping. i woke up, watched some pieces of judging amy and saved by the bell as i ate milk and granola, and then left for studio to pick up the rest of my stuff, including my mayline. driving in berkeley (or any urban/semi-urban place), especially when it's raining, is really taxing. i mean it. it fucking gets on your nerves. it's obstacle after obstacle after every disgusted feeling you can hold towards humankind. and you can't even confront such morons. i mean, how can be so stupid. how can so so so so many people be so stupid. (running into the streets, being verbal jerks, trying to squeeze next to you, stopping in the middle of the road, running right into your lane forcing you to break, so on and on). it's endless. one of the biggest antagonisms known to man is probably the pedestrian/driver hatred. There is almost no understanding between the two parties--pedestrians get angry at morons who are in such a rush they won't pause for walkers who are in the middle of a crossing, and drivers have to stay alert for idiots who take their idle time crossing non-traffic light streets, or sprinting into the middle of traffic. Both parties believe in their own vulnerability. At least bicyclists will realize they need to move to the side lest they wish to become asphalt pancakes. sigh.

i was really hating on the grungy berkeley twerps until i came home and realized how many great people are 'nurtured' in such a place where you are constantly kept on your toes, how a dweller is given a choice when so frustrated--of either diverging completely into hermit-ude (a secure world of self-creation), or really seeing the hundreds of individuals who might become your friends, who are different, but in suffering, toiling, and delight, just like you. thanks (or no thanks?) to the diversity of the population, you have the extremes (in class, and in savvy). and of course in a place like this, people, internally, fashion characters that start moving further and further from the norm ... and more to some sort of person that is unclassifiable ....

which is (probably) good. :) thanks joe, for holding the umbrella.