you know what really grinds my gears? people who have a cause.
anyone demonstrating in public or holding signs or disrupting the peaceful hum of a bustling city street -- oh and people who try to hand me pamphlets or talk to me on the street, forcing me to do my typing-a-very-important-text-to-no-one performance instantly earn my most fervent ire.
today was a lovely day to wander around D.C., stroll around some awesome monuments, and sit on park benches in the sunshine. so i was particularly resentful of the protesters outside the White House who apparently think it's the 1950's.
are atomic bombs a threat right now? should we be practicing hiding underneath our desks? maybe. i don't know. correct me, please, if i'm ignorant of some important nuc-u-lar bomb related news. but of all the issues about which these bitches could've been voicing their concerns -- health care? defense spending? even gay marriage, which today became legal in this great District (!!!!) -- i don't see how bombs are a priority.
i'm just sayin'.