I’m so stressed, and all the little things right now make me feel like 3 seconds away from having a break down at any given moment.
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I’m so stressed, and all the little things right now make me feel like 3 seconds away from having a break down at any given moment.
So anyways why is the creepy drunk on our road obsessed with my legs and why can’t he die
there’s always that 1 guy yelling
@rambliings; shit hits the fan; RGB vs. Bee Movie anons.
just more pre-concert thoughts from me, what a surprise
but i have to get up so early tomorrow cause its a fucking 2 hour train ride to the venue that the concert is at but i cant even go to sleep because im so excited and nervous for tomorrow. i feel like im waiting for a first date or something. but like what’s it gonna be like when i get there? how many people will be already waiting? will i get to the barrier like i hope to so i dont get crushed like a bug? will matt make eye contact with me (probably not). ive just never even been to a concert before, i dont really know what to expect and i hate that. idk man, so many dumb questions and i feel my anxiety revving up again
im mainly just excited to finally see my babes, this is just un-fucking-real to me that this is actually happening
im rambling again, sorry
In other news; me and my lil depressed anxious ass are going to binge watch all of 30 rock tonight
"No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main. If a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if a manor of thy friends or of thine own were. Any man's death diminishes me, for I am involved in mankind. And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls - it tolls for thee." From memory, so pardon any mistakes. I just finished the Hemingway novel "For Whim the Bell Tolls" and the fascinating part is how clearly it - and this John Donne quotation specifically - fits into the concepts I've been grappling with in these past weeks. And specifically what I'm concerned with is the societal question, the question of community and the role the individual plays with respect to their peers. The issue that arose today in this context was small. It was about tipping waitstaff, and perhaps it is too small to spend so much time on - but I feel it so carefully encapsulates some of the major problems we face today. The thing is that I firmly believe that if you live in a society you have a responsibility to understand and moderate the effects your actions have on other people. And the service industry, particularly food service, and particularly in America, is so full of abuses that such a molehill may well be a mountain. It is so representative of the issues with power imbalance and inequality in the North American world at large. It is as full of false choices and the illusions of choice, the illusions of freedom, as is our society as a whole. In it we see clearly the divisions of class and especially of gender, as well as race and age. Within this setting all the major issues of our time intersect. And within this setting each individual gets to take a stance on how they are going to treat their fellow human beings when faced with a power imbalance, when faced with the knowledge that the business owner has knowingly and willingly offloaded the responsibility of paying their workers to you. And it seems so intellectually dishonest to insist that that has nothing to do with you, that you have no role in this conflict. That you have no responsibility to reject the idea that you have the right to determine another person's worth. That you can go along with the status quo without questioning what it means or what it does to real live people. In a state where the living wage for one single person with no dependants is double the minimum wage and wages are set with the expectation that you will contribute a certain percentage, who are you to decide that someone does not get to earn enough to live? Who are you to have this much power over another human being? Who are you to judge what is worthy? I am just so frustrated and so sad and so sorry for the pain we cause and allow to be caused to others.