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the ending of this is a little trite and not quite right for my tastes, but check out this song by Voltaire. (Lise probably doesn't even have to ask which one.) it's pretty dead on otherwise, given certain circumstances encompassing the world. >P

<big_angst> it's times like these when humanity really annoys me.</big_angst>

in other completely banal news, i do really adore it when people don't look before they sit somewhere. i mean, you'd think you'd want to do that not even out of consideration for anyone else, but because you perhaps don't find the idea of sitting in a large, steaming mound of dog crap particularly exciting...right?

on the train this morning, as usual. napping a bit, and had a pan of brownies wrapped with aluminum foil in a plastic bag on the seat next to me. there were plenty of other seats open (as there usually are on this train, which i ride every day at the same time), so i didn't think this was a problem.

this very nice wench gets on the train, plops her arse down in the seat next to me...right on the brownies. reminds me why i don't really like to use those disposable aluminum baking tins they sell in grocery stores, as they would've been smashed and all over the seat of her pants. instead, she merely broke the protective aluminum seal.

now, after doing so, you'd think she'd have noticed. i'd think sitting on an unexpected cast iron nonstick baking tin would probably make some sort of impression, no matter how thickly padded one's arse might be. and you'd also think she would've apologised.

but no---no acknowledgment whatsoever. if she'd only asked, i'd have been happy to move them---i mean, there were a zillion other seats open, but whatever. i don't own the train.

i moved them hastily out of the way and glared, although she probably couldn't see it around my hood. i also didn't say anything, as it wouldn't have done any good, really, and would have just created a really stupid ugly scene in an enclosed space. no point, really. when we got downtown, she got up and to the door quite hastily.

my brownies have been violated by anonymous ass. what a way to start the morning. >P

[n.b. please don't worry; these aren't the ones intended for you guys. these are for the workplace holiday party going on this afternoon. your batch is safely ensconced in my fridge, and won't have the chance for anyone but me or someone else you know to sit on it before it arrives at your door later this evening. so never fear---any ass ending up in your brownies shall not be anonymous. XD]