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people are being all fucked up in this library. first i have to wait for like 30 minutes to get a computer, while people just leave their terminals for days on end (but the sweater means THEY'LL BE RIGHT BACK and DON'T TOUCH THE COMPUTER, YOU FREAK). then this weird woman in front of me in line starts acting like a fucking huffy peacock to the girl who was in front of her. allow me.

two computers became free at once. the girl and the peacock woman went for them. the one the girl (who was first) went for was not working, in regards to its broken disk drive. Peacock (in a fetching purple PURPLE AGGH IT'S BURNING MY EYES PURPLE shirt) had claimed the other computer, spread out her stuff, stuck her disk in, etc. girl #1 went over to her and asked if she needed the floppy drive, because if not they could switch. Peacock obviously needed the disk capabilities.

so, poor girl #1 had to wait around again for the next computer. she was shafted by the Peacock, but didn't seem to care that much. however, the Peacock certainly seemed to have had an unresolved issue with it. she rolled away from her computer every few minutes and put on her glasses (which were, of course, hanging around her neck. of COURSE) and looked over at girl #1 in line, who was not looking at her. i could see the Peacock's chest rise and fall quickly. can people actually breathe that fast? it was quite spectacular.

she did this a few times, and eventually progressed to standing up and huffing, while staring at girl #1. Girl #1 finally saw this and mouthed "what?" to the woman, who did not respond. girl #1 looked at me and asked, "what's her problem?" my physiognomy expressed a non-verbal worry that this woman was fucking nuts. i had no clue what her bag was. but girl #1 took it in stride, and the Peacock seemed to be satisfied.

now the guy at the computer next to me keeps twitching, and i know it's some tourette's-like problem that he can't control, but when he started huffing, too, i got just a weee bit weirded out.