disillusionment lite.

Don't you hate that moment when someone you think you sort of like, at least from initial or casual impressions, says or does something that you not only kind of disagree with, but more importantly upon digging a little deeper, you find their justifications for their position to be rather unconsidered, selfish, or generally dismissive, and you kind of slump your shoulders and move on with your life because you know that if you were passionate about this issue, that any discussion with them about it would lead to an argument that they wouldn't be willing to lose?

Luckily I'm not a passionate vegetarian. Or even actually a vegetarian. In weather news: the citizens of Amsterdam are melting. It was 93F here yesterday and while that's nothing like Phoenix or Atlanta summer weather...we doan got A/C mang. And in a 4th-floor apartment, ooooh-weee! It was too hot to eat. Except for the Maoz Salad Box that I had before seeing United 93 (which I did because I couldn't think of anywhere colder than a movie theatre). Is it me, or is their quality slipping a little bit? Maybe it was the heat (no A/C in Maoz either), but their salads/toppings seemed less perky than usual. Well, everything all over the whole city was less perky than usual. And no I'm not even talking about that. It was too hot to look, that's how hot it was.

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