There are 231 blog entries in my Bloglines, waiting to be read. Instead, I have spent an irritating amount of time online today in a seemingly fruitless attempt to find the aforementioned photo holder cards at a price that doesn’t make my finger start twitching when attempting to click the “Add to cart” button.

I think the real problem here is just that I need a photography budget. Every year, $2,000 just needs to drop out of the sky and into my bank account for such things as photo paper, professional prints, cards, reprints, ink cartridges, postage, frames, etc. Now is that so hard?

We went to the mall today. That was a mistake. Unavoidable, really, because J had to pick up some stuff for a business trip he’s taking next week, but still. I make a point to only go malling when school is in session.

I don’t know why students irritate me so much, but they do. Maybe it’s the incessant talking. The high-pitched voices that think they have to yell in order to carry on a conversation. Maybe it’s the constant cell phone activity. Maybe it’s the sheer number of them. Or the fact that they walk in big groups, taking 3 steps per minute. Whatever it is, they drive me crazy.

Was I that annoying as a young person? Probably. Will I ever really believe that in my heart of hearts? Not for a minute.

The other thing that annoys me about the particular mall we were at today is the complete lack of social manners. It’s like being in New York. If you’re not standing directly in front of the elevator doors when they open, everybody else will push their way past you and you’re left standing there watching the doors close.

J griped at me for choking the elevator space while we were waiting. “People have to get off, you know.” So the next time, I stood a little further back, and sure enough…

J and I were patiently watiing for the elevator, when the door opened. The people inside got out, some people in front of us got on, then this lady with two kids totally ran past us and took up the last available space in the elevator. And we were left standing there like, NO WE DIDN’T ACTUALLY WANT TO GET ON, WE’RE JUST STANDING IN LINE HERE BECAUSE WE LIKE PUSHING THE BUTTON.

HAVE A NICE RIDE, BUTTMUNCH.

Rude people suck. Teenagers suck.

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