You're only as crazy as I think you are.

• 00:39 Happy 2009! #
• 00:39 @fiafortune one of these days I'm going to get your Twitter username right, all the time. #

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A day before New Year's Eve, my dad asked me to take him into town, because with his newly adjusted heart meds he wasn't supposed to drive until they'd settled. We ended up going to the Mart of Walls for some last-minute grocery items. When we walked into the store, I immediately noticed that there was a little boy -- maybe ten years old? -- kneeling on the floor next to a deli cooler, clutching a toy truck that was still in its packaging. He was rocking a little bit, and his eyes kept shifting back and forth, but you could tell that he wasn't really focusing on anything. I figured his parents were nearby -- there were a ton of people in line -- and although I thought it was kinda a dick move to plant your mentally-challenged kid on the floor while you order lunchmeat, it wasn't my business, and I continued on to do my shopping.

A half-hour later, I'd paid for my stuff and met my dad over by the deli, where he was contemplating dinner. THE BOY WAS STILL THERE. About five seconds after my dad talked himself out of a rotisserie chicken, the boy's mother shows up, pushing a full shopping cart, and tells him it's time to go. I was immediately filled with so much unadulterated, CAPSLOCKY RAGE that I was thisclose to starting something, right there by the Wal-Mart deli counter. Luckily for everyone, my dad chose that moment to go pay for his groceries, and the woman [and probably her kid, who it would've sucked to traumatize MORE] was saved from my wrath.

It took me three days to post about this without being overwhelmed by anger, you guys. Even now, I just... *mutters*

I'm totally not as filled with rage as my last post would lead you to believe. :| Don't be scared! I'm actually quite tame most of the time.

So here's some stuff that those of you who are here from shepsangel's Merlin friending meme should probably know about me [longer intro post has been forthcoming for about a year :P]:

My name's Margaret, but 'round these here internetty parts people call me Magz. For two-thirds of the year, I'm in school in New York state, where I'm majoring in German and minoring in international relations. The rest of the year, I'm in Maine living on my family's cut-flower farm, hanging out with my BFF from high school, fiareynne, and cooing over cows -- sometimes simultaneously.

I used to be pretty active in fandom, but then some drama occurred and I was off LJ for about six months. By the time I came back with a new journal, so much had happened that I spent a lot of time playing catch-up, and found that my writing muse had pretty much vanished. However! Then Merlin happened. And, well... at least now I make caps, eh? Might participate more in the future, depending on what my schedule next semester [18 credits! *gnaws fingernails*] gives me leeway to do.

So! Welcome, new friends. I've got a revolving door policy, so if you find that we don't click, feel free to drop me from your list. No hard feelings.

I just finished my first movie of 2009, The History Boys. ( Reactionary stuff. )

The short version is that it's a good, well-written, somewhat thought-provoking movie. I enjoyed it a lot.

Completely arbitrary film rating system [with stars!]: ★ ★ ★ ★ ½