Trash Compactor Theory

I was driving with a migraine that I had had for the past two days and I couldn’t keep my eyes open when I had the awful thought that I was dying, that being on the road stuck behind someone going 15 mph in a 25 zone was actually my brain’s last dying gasp, and that it was a sure sign that for all of my past transgressions against God and the planet I was to be punished for eternity going ten below the speed limit. I’ve been caught behind people going below the speed limit all week. It’s been a bad pain-related-to-chronic-illness week, and a bad pain-related-to-being-human week all around (it’s Wednesday!), which is a problem because being both in chronic widespread pain and being a human are issues I don’t want.

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‘Cassini Drops Into the Clouds of Saturn Never to Be Seen Or Heard from Again’ Doesn’t Roll Off the Tongue Like ‘Calliope Crashed to the Ground’

…but it’ll have to do.

 

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Ash Wednesday

I was initially going to start today by making a post expressing my frustration with a lot of customers that I see; on the one hand, we have a lot of really great customers, most of whom do love books and as a consequence are at least a little more empathetic towards people (otherwise, what is the point of doing anything if not to become a better person?), but on the other, there are a lot of not particularly nice people I might have to deal with on an average day–more so when cashiering (this is retail, after all).

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