I just walk right through the door...

I did laundry today.
I tried to work on my tan, but doing it, you know, 30-40 minutes/day per side is slow going, so who knows if I'll ever be disenpastied.
Got harassed about trash again for no apparent reason.  If I hadn't made any effort to be a part of the community, and no one knew me, and I kept to myself and whatnot, and then deigned to put out unsorted trash, okay, I can see them being annoyed and treating me like this, but when I've tried to be a part of the community, I say hi to people whenever i see them, and most of the time all I get is glares and silence, and no one ever tells me about events going on, and I only randomly appear once in a while when I figure out, by chance, that there's an event.  I've tried, and they've shut me out. Apparently the only way to get them to talk to me is to put out unsorted trash, which has only served to make the few people who were halfassed friendly to me give me the cold shoulder.

FUCK YOUR DRACONIAN TRASH SORTING SYSTEM.
FUCK THIS TOWN
FUCK THIS JOB
FUCK YOU ALL.

Now please enjoy this bizarre game that happened at Sports Day one year.  Three kids hold a third up, and run to the end of the course. The kid who is held aloft then swings a rope with a weight and tries to knock a tin can off a desk. Lather rinse repeat.