who thinks I can do it.

Here's the thing. Lately I've been trying to live a greener lifestyle. The problem is this can be rather expensive if one sticks to the normal green route. See I already don't drive, so I can't give that up again. I try not to use plastic bags in the grocery store etc etc etc. I even bought recycled toilet paper, napkins (just for B), and paper towels (which I actually thought was toilet paper when I purchased them. Now I'm going to try and make my own laundry detergent. I went to the store today and bought the stuff. If it works out it will be way cheaper than the shit you buy in the store. I'm actually quite excited. We shall see how it all works out. Feel free to place your bets.

Very Anticlimatic

For the past two years I have big bothered by the fact that there are weird dome structures in the middle of lake Michigan. Here's the thing. No one in the city (at least that I asked) seem to have any clue what they were. I will admit no one really seem to care either, but for some reason I was fixated on needed to know what they were. Until today not fixated enough to figure out what they were. What they are however is a water crib, i.e. how we get our drinking water in the city. As you can tell this is very anticlimactic. That is way more boring than anything I would have thought up in my head. Ugh I guess I'll have to find something else to be fixated on.

A feel good day.

Do you ever do something that just makes you feel good all day no matter how shitty the rest of your day may be, or has been. That's the kind of day I had Tuesday. I was waiting for the train, because I had an appointment before work, and this women was trying to ask the train conductor for directions. Pretty boring you think, right. Well maybe except that this women was deft, and she couldn't understand anything the CTA people were trying to tell her. Though this is not her fault they were kind of stupid. The women was older, and could not read lips. Let me tell you that when you can't read lips its doesn't help for people to try and speak slower and exaggerate the words because then even someone who could read lips would have no idea what the hell you were saying. Anyways I assumed that they were trying to tell her to get on the redline. A man was trying to help out a bit but the CTA woman kept kind of shooing him away.
The deaf women looked even more confused when she got on the train. So without the shooing of the CTA lady I asked the women if she needed help. It was a little rough going at first because I haven't really signed since I finished school, and that was like five years ago, but surprisingly I was able to understand enough of what she was saying, to help her feel more comfortable get to where she was going. Then we had a pretty detailed conversation the rest of my way to work. I wished I wasn't running late otherwise I would have helped her find the bus she needed to get on, but that was five stops on the train past where I was going so it would have been like an extra half an hour.
The women was so nice and friendly. I've never really had a whole conversation with someone who was deaf. Well not only when I had to pass my ASL proficiancy test, so it would count for my forgien langauge requirement. I learn her name, that she was 77 years old and had a daughter that was 48. That she said I was pretty and asked why i didnt' wear making up. i.e. blush or lipstick, which I explained I hated. She asked about my family, who I was voting for. Explained that she thought McCain was too old to be President. Told me I should visit my family more. I was kind of sad to have to go to work and leave the women. Not because I didn't think she could make it, but because it was such a nice conversation.

I love my new apartment but hate the post office.

I really love just about everything about my new apartment. It has it's quirks as everything does but all it all I make things work. However I'm about to start a fight with the fucking post office. Seriously I don't get any mail here at all. Well that is not entirely true. I usually get the second bill informing me that the first bill (which I have yet to receive) has not been paid. I'm still waiting for my prescriptions to be mailed to me since oh you know sometime around june first. I do love not have my birth control a lot. I did call multiple times and last wed they assured me they were going to over night them too me. Well its been a week and I still haven't received anything.
Which actually leads me to my real point which is that I'm not entirely stupid, and this time I kind of had to make that point to the lady on the phone. See here's the thing they all are really nice at the online prescription place. And all goes well with the conversation, until the very end where they feel the need to ask if I want to talk to a pharmacist about what happens if you miss taking a drug. Uhmmmm lets see I wonder what will happen if I stop talking my birth control. Nope no I really can't figure that one out by myself please let me speak to the pharmacist. Come on now. They are birth control pills. Does one not no that failure to take said pills may result in not control the birth of a child. This world is really very sad.
On the plus side the taste of Chicago is over, so now my life is no longer a constant reminder of how sad the world really is.

This city has gone crazy.

I will tell you many reason why I haven't been to the taste of Chicago in like ten years. The main reason however is because all the crazies it seems to bring out. Normally these people stay where they belong on their side of town, or the street, block or suburb. Where ever it is they came from, but during the Taste of Chicago they call come out. The bestest part is that its starts at the end of June, so its hot. Naturally this means the sun has fried peoples brains into oblivion, as this is the only reason i can think of, giving people the benefit of the doubt (which they clearly don't deserve), as to why people would leave the house dressed the way they do. I'm not even talking about the parents who let their teenage daughters out of the house in shorts so short that their shirts are longer than their shorts.
Some of the people I work with are bad enough. I want to say, you might want to put your boobs away, this is a job you know, but then I probably wouldn't have one anymore. Some of the shit is ridiculous though, that paper thin material low cut in the front and cut funny in the back. Bra's all hanging out everywhere. My new favorite was the person that came into the store with and I'm not kiding a third of her ass hanging out the back of her shorts. So as a group of us is talking in shock about the said female, she turns around, and I think holy shit she's pregnant(you can tell because she was like 8 months pregnant) and her belly is all hanging out too.
There must be a shortage of mirrors in the world because it really can not be the case that these people knew what they were going out of the house looking like.