People around here use the word "interesting" incorrectly, too often. Today I decided to go to Ithaca to get some things and take pictures. A while ago I wrote a journal entry about calling my ex whom I hadn't talked to in 6 years now, just to see how she's doing. Last time I knew she was working right in the Commons. Now that I'm actually back in the area, I look for her all the time, and today I saw a girl who looked almost exactly like I remembered her. She was standing with sleazy hippie girls at the coffee shop and talking, and I walked up to her:

"Hey, excuse me. What's your name?"
"Uh, Gabe."
"Oh, sorry. I thought I recognized you." (I walk away and overhear...)
"That was interesting."

Fucking no it wasn't. You were just caught offguard because I interrupted your inane conversation/life for five seconds. God forbid. Maybe I'm just an over-romantic idiot, but if someone were to do the same thing to me, I'd be glad. At least I'd know there are still people who aren't just about coffee and being apathetic and thinking nothing is worthwhile.

The second incident was in Wal-Mart, which I try to boycott whenever possible. I figured I'd go to a skinny loser named Simon with long hair and glasses 'cause I thought for sure he wouldn't give me any shit. I was buying compressed air for my keyboard and he asked for my ID. No problem...my ID is from Kansas and apparently it was his first time seeing one. "That's an interesting ID."

Here we go again. Are blood-spewing gargoyles flying out of it? Does it transform into an origami crane? No, it's not interesting. It's just different. Simon did some other things to piss me off, but they're not really relevant.

Today's saving grace has been humppa. Good stuff. Speaking of Good Stuff, the B-52's do a nice job of reassuring me things aren't ever all bad.