What a nasty day.

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No, not in that things went wrong.  I just got a lot of crap from three or four, no five times today.  Hard stares.  I acknowledged but they didn't want to press it.  Once it was a pair of them.  I didn't back down or press it, I just let it be known that if trouble was sought, it would be returned.  I don't have enough stamina to truck it out, so I'd either kill, die, or go down hard.  I don't have to be able to win a fight to kill.  Then again, I doubt if most men, even now, have much of a chance.  Even the blue collar grease monkey that stood behind me, mocking me to the checkout folks, while I was buying my chicken.  At least they are smart enough not to press it.  Still, pretty cowardly to give someone shit behind their back.  He was my size, grungy from beating small engines or such into shape all day, but I am pretty sure he couldn't fight his way out of a wet paper bag.

It is a college town.  Many of the locals are hard left, of all economic and educational levels.  The corruption from colleges overpowers any faith systems.  I certainly don't fit.  Not sure if that is it, but it wouldn't surprise me.  No matter.  I got what I needed.  Groceries and a mask for working in some areas, on some things.  I need to hurry up with the bathroom.  It's too dusty and moldy back there...  Actually, I should buy some mold stuff, that I can spray, before getting to work on that.  Maybe buy some vapor barrier too, even for just that lower part?  Yeah, maybe.

Oh, I know.  Many would see me dead.  They just would.  I forget, from time to time.  Good to be reminded, so I don't forget.  There are a few odd things going on beyond that.  What should amaze you, but really shouldn't?  Is how many enemies you really have, and how many would see you dead given half a chance.  It almost doesn't matter where you are.  The world has changed.  Too many, perhaps, of the wrong sorts are living in places where they are unwelcome.  The odd thing is, it isn't who you might presume.  Just watch it out there.  Really.

Hey, if you really feel the need, or want to even act like you have a set?  Let it go.  You have to start.  That... is the only rule.  Bring some friends.  Won't help, unless they just pack you off to the hospital.  Pussies.  Later.