what the hell am I doing up, you may ask?

Well, thanks to xb95 I have a new way to be anal-retentive. So I tagged all of my back fiction entries - in the memories here and over at tangentialcurve - by character name.
So if you like reading Josh pieces, for example, you can look at all of those at once, or what have you. It's nifty. I wish there was a way to compile a full list of tags by user that didn't presort into journal, but there's room for fun stuff in the future, so yay. *yawn*

My personal thirty-day fiction challenge ends in two days. GO ME.

I'm frickin' exhausted.

meh.

I shouldn't go looking for dutch sandwich spread and apple butter on the internet. It just makes me wistful and want to go back to see everything I didn't manage to see before. I need a patron that will pay for me to travel the world and write short fiction.

It makes no sense to me that I love to travel but I have social anxiety. It seems contradictory, somehow.

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House is at least vaguely cleaner. Boy is at daycare for the day and we're going out for the evening (dinner, coffee, TJ's). Our babysitter also does light cleaning as well as watching the boy and so the kitchen will probably be pretty and shiny when we get home.

Things I have to do tomorrow:

• go to cost plus to pick up picture frame and chocolate and shortbread and Mr. Bump coldpack
  
• go to PSU bookstore to pick up books for summer course
  
• mail off raventyde's vaguely late birthday gift
  

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Things that irritate me today:

On the say-so of two people contracted by Rutgers (I swear, I am not making this up) it has been decreed nationally that transit companies are 'encouraged' to give blind people more leeway in paratransit applications because 'they have so many other obstacles'. (What these obstacles are, or why they couldn't be gotten around with proper training, are unspecified. Possibly because there IS no answer to #2, assuming that there are no other intervening disabilities, but that's just MY opinion.)

So what this adds up to is that even though my balance causes me certain problems, especially when travelling with pretty much anything that can't fit into a backpack (like groceries), they're still not SURE that they can give me the service. And yet someone who's blind and whines enough stands a higher chance.

How is this not against the ADA? Discuss. Show examples. (The paratransit woman couldn't answer this question, but then, she doesn't really agree with this assessment of the two idiots from Rutgers, either.)

Edit: Okay, when Chris said what some of the 'obstacles' are, I thought he was being sarcastic. Obstacles that are considered a problem include things like running into foliage.
So, logically speaking, there's a bush that lies between our apartment and our mailbox. Every time I go to get the mail, I get hit by the bush.
So logically speaking I should be entitled to get paratransit to get the mail.

Now I'm even MORE pissed off.

In other nonrelated news, I need this album. A lot.