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I wonder if the eight shots I just heard were actually gunfire.

...nine.

People are running past the view I have from my window across the street.

I...do you even call 911 for something like this? when you don't even know whether it's actually gunfire or not?

The last shot made the floor of my apartment shiver. What the fuck. What the fuck!

Freaked out now.

Edit 2am: No new sounds, no police sirens. I don't even know what the heck. The freaked out adrenaline has faded, and this unpaid employee has to get to bed so I can go stomach another day of not-getting-paid tomorrow. Rrgh.

Phrases I could do without

"Chicks, man."
"Right? Man, chicks."

I hate this phrase and its variations. It lays down the idea that all men are heterosexual and can find common ground in one obvious problem: the speaker actually has to work to maintain a friendship or relationship with a woman, and society taught him that he was supposed to get a woman for free as decoration on his arm.

For starters: some guys are gay, so you're excluding them. Some ladies are gay, and they probably don't appreciate the insinuation that they and their partners are somehow the source of all your romantic woes. Some guys acknowledge that if you want to be in a romantic relationship, you should put effort forth equivalent to the effort you were hoping to get back. Oh, and that a relationship is not about expecting anything of the other person, but earning it by proving that you genuinely care about their opinion with your day to day behavior, showing respect for their opinions and ideas, their feelings, their situation.

So what I always want to say to this is, "shut the fuck up. You think you're establishing a commonality when you say this, but all you're doing is trying to make women into societal outcasts with a gigantic No Girls Allowed sign. We're not girls, we're women. Get over yourself and acknowledge that we have feelings and thoughts too. It's not that hard, I promise. In fact, you're likely to find that a relationship built on a friendship with someone you treat as an equal will be a lot more rewarding and easier to make last."

I'm a little cranky because I got a little over three hours of sleep or something and I still haven't been paid.

Oh! but positive things!

Dustin is back in town after going to Fanime last weekend. He picked up a The Legend of Groose: the Groosenator in Grooseland fanart poster that is the coolest thing ever, and a super cute picture of Asami all Rosie the Riveter style. These things are excellent!

We watched One Hour Photo, which was pretty good. The camera was sometimes shaky in some shots, but this is pre-handy-cam so it wasn't intentional-- made my head hurt a little, but fortunately it was only ever for a few seconds.