So I was so happy that I had an extra half hour before heading up to Court St. for the Six Feet Under-fest that I completely missed the first line of the email, which noted we were getting together on Thursday, not Wednesday. Which meant I was actually on Court Street, actually freaking out because I took a wrong turn off the subway and was running really late (I could just hear everyone thinking, "here we gave her an extra half hour because she's always half an hour late and she's STILL half an hour late")... and then called J1 to find out, well, basically that despite my MFA in Writing, I apparently can't read.

It's been a weird 24 hours anyway, because I got all worked up last night thinking Shazia was trying to screw me over and stick me with the July utility bill from the old apartment (which was really high) and then got ahold of her this morning and she was really nice. Though why I let that put me off -- if I'm to believe what she said on the phone this morning, she KNEW the bill was coming to me and even though I know she has my phone number, she waited until I tracked her down at work, a number I only have because I remembered the return address from her paychecks that got mailed from the apartment and tracked the place down on the Internet.

I truly hate very few things in this world, but passive agressive people are fast moving to the top of that list.

Anyway, when I had my truly embarassing conversation with J1 -- even more embarrasing because I had a little calendar confusion a few weeks ago, only that one didn't require two hours of futile subway riding -- I blamed it all on the Shazia episode, which may be sort of true. But probably, I'm just an idiot.

Now for my one and only Republican Convention note: the local news crews wasted no time this week zeroing in on the Oklahoma delegates as the most likely to do dumb tourist things, and boy, they did not disappoint. (Channel 4's favorite clip was the Oklahoma woman saying, "Well, I'm here, but now I'm probably gonna die!" and then laughing like a hyena.) Now, I know, love, and am related to many Oklahoma Republicans, none of whom laugh like hyenas, or sound like they're from Hickville, or are dumb enough to leave their wallet in a taxi within 20 minutes of their arrival in New York (another Channel 4 story; the fact that it was returned was also reported with a smirk and a "tourists" headshake). Most of them are pretty intelligent, too. Why are these people not representing Oklahoma at the convention? Why do we ALWAYS have to come off like dumb tourists? Dumb Republican tourists at that, which in this city is about the worst possible thing to be.

That being said, I wish people were being nicer to the delegates. Protests and handing out fliers are fine, but whose mind are you going to change cussing people out or flicking them off when they're just trying to walk down the street? Granted, considering the number of people who have been protesting this week, probably only 1% are directly accosting people, but just like the dumb tourists, you know that's the bit that's getting played on TV. Nobody comes off looking good.