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cereta is talking about rape and men over in a post, and I read a bunch of the stories about times in which posters could have been hurt by men and weren't, etc. More importantly, it deals with the whole "cookie" aspect of being surprised when men do things that they should do, like take care of a drunk girl without molesting her, and how we seem to treat that as some sort of special behavior when in fact that should be the lowest common denominator of behavior. Blah, she says it better. It's a good post, and this doesn't fit over there, but I wanted to mention it in my own LJ.

(  I was a high school teacher, and so I got to see a great deal of things that I found intrinsically disturbing that had nothing to do with teaching. )

I have to go back to work.

After three mind-bending months of self discovery, I have to teach again.

What the hell is that all about anyway? They expect me to work? Heh. Heh. I cannot pull a Sano and live in a little roach infested shack and wait for Saitou to come and rescue me...though he should, he really should.

Besides, have developed mad fondness for expensive habits, like cigarettes and three baths a day.

WHAT SHIT PUT COFFEE GROUNDS IN MY COFFEE?

Oh, that shit was me.

Been reading way too much poetry, and have developed taste for post Basho haiku. Just can't get enough. Esp. death haiku:

cherry blossoms fall
on a half eaten
dumpling
--Saruo

Or very early Nara period:

Is there no way to make the past the present,
To wind and unwind it like a ball of yarn?
Tales of Ise

Is all very blorry. Blorry. Want popcicle and orgasm now, not necessarily in that order.