arsis

Ahhhaha... I'm such a bastard. I was hoping I'd learned my lesson by now, but no. I just found out a couple of hours ago that I have an exam tomorrow that I was completely unprepared for. Damn, I was all ready to go to bed, too. Luckily, it's a subject I'm decently savvy in, so I read the chapters, and did the homework, and I'll be fine tomorrow. But still, I gotta not do that to myself--I mean, I won't be able to pull that shit off if and when I go back to Reed (and even if I could, on principle I should never do that...anymore).

ALSO, today, I had to clean up hobo pee. This seems to happen to me frequently at my job (I work at a vegetarian restaurant/market, so why this happens so much I couldn't tell you).
I can't tell you how much I wish to be out of the service/retail world, forever if possible. Among other things, I really hate having to lick arse, especially, ESPECIALLY when someone's being ridiculously anal or demanding or rude. Also, call it useless pride, but I hate being talked down to by people who aren't nearly as educated as I am. Examples: "You don't even know why you got those tattoos, do you? You just got them 'cause you think they make you cool." This is the same guy who gave me crap over being a Daoist, while admitting that he didn't know what Daoism was. Amazing, neh?