That's right, it's my frakkin' table!

It's funny... I am sitting here at this huge round table in RCC's Wrinting & Reading Center, reading and writing. The table is big, as I might have mentioned, and it could probably fit six to eight people. Right now though, I am the only person sitting at the table. I have been the only one at the table for a while now. Suddenly that changes when a blonde girl puts her books down and pulls out a chair, sitting down without making any noise at all.

Now the funny part of this (no I hadn't forgotten about the funny part, I was just taking my time in getting to it, setting it up and all) is that I feel like she has somehow invaded my space. As if it is my table by right of being the last one sitting at it. My island. My precious. As if she did it on purpose, as opposed to sitting there because all of the other tables are more occupied than this one. Then again, she did do on purpose as she did not trip and fall into the chair, which would have made a ton of noise and annoyed me for that reason in addition to the whole taking up space at my big empty table.

I wonder if being territorial is what this is, if it is instinctual or something. I mean, she sat down real quiet like so what is my issue here. I think the only reason that I noticed her sitting there is that she is sitting in front of the clock that I have been checking every ten minutes for what feels like the last four hours, but has only been the last two. I did not hear her because I am reading and writing while listening to my iPod (Dave rocks!) which helps me to focus on what is in front of me.

She did manage to distract me enough to force me to write this, instead of the outline I am working on. By the way, our enviroment is going down the shitter. Seriously, I just read about it. I wonder how much paper has been used to write about the excesses of our culture and how we negatively impact our enviroment. I wonder how much of that paper fills landfills. I suppose it is biodegradeable, but it makes you wonder. Ok, it makes me wonder. I refuse to make assumptions about what makes you wonder.