Most people never listen.
So I guess it's kind of redundant for me to keep writing about the things that piss me off, but that's just too bad. The day I stop is the day that I am not passionate about what goes on in my life, and that will never happen. At least it's something new each week. See, I've let this situation slide for so long that when I encountered it this past weekend, I could hold my silence no longer. I went to Portland last Friday to see Letters to Cleo play at Zootz, and along the way, stopped to see a friend at Southern Maine Tech.