Written at Work:

One of the worst things in the world is being left out, being the third wheel.  The cheese stands alone.  It is fine being everyone's friend.  Being the one everyone depends on in a crisis or even whenever.  But it is fucking lonely.  No one really wants your opinion.  No one really cares what you have to say.  They just want you to tell them what they want to hear, and if you're not willing to do that, they'll find someone who is.  Pretty soon you can't even appreciate the ones who do care and you stop talking altogether.

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Ok, I've turned my thoughts to more productive things.  I just have to say that I am very disappointed in almost all of the media I have encountered today.  One radio station was playing Ding Dong the Witch is Dead from the Wizard of Oz to celebrate the execution of Timothy McVeigh.  I will state right now that I am against the death penalty, but it seems to me that even if you have a different opinion from mine that you'd have to agree that the celebration around this execution is sickening.  As my friend Wayne put it, they should be ashamed.

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Well, as much as I hate to use this space as a place to whine, I guess that's kinda what it's for.  Got yet another play rejection today.  This one had a comment sheet thing with it.  From the comments:  "The main problem is that despite the "odd" context, neither the characters nor their situation is sufficiently engaging and their solipsistic dialogue soon irritates rather than fascinates."  Sigh.