~ holy freaking forehead!!!
Of all the great things that come to my world by being in journal land...
keeping up with pregnant women has got to be the most rewarding and fun...
Team Time Bomb is on the grow... I need to get some easy way of sorting it out though because, frankly, I can't honestly keep track...
Who's preggers? (and if you're not telling the world, tell me anyways...-email- I won't out ya).
ps. that subject line thing... I actually remember...internalize the date better if I specifically type it out. :D
wearing
~ black stripee ftls
~ black jeans
~ dk blue t and a black/grayish fake silk (er... some chemical) shirt...
~ a thinly veiled layer of static electricity over my entire body ... hence my great joy at wearing sorta-silk. bah!
planning
~ finish a big whack of the excel / word project... tomorrow is presentation day...
~ Survivor tonight!!!! <---- wee
~ more flash geekiness... I have some longer tutorials to tackle... still in freehand... but I'll get there...
wishing
~ i owned the new Pink cd...
~ to send some remote but never-the-less heartfelt hugs out to a friend...
kimmellee ... just 'cause... ~ that fender-fawn, the girl-and-the-wheels, she-of-the-lilly... er...
amyaustin gets to sleep without horrible dreams of that sadness at the CMC today. That would have, sadly, done serious damage to me... in fact it did just reading it... parenthood has dramatically weakened that part of me.~ all the best to
sneetches in keeping him satisfied with 51 inches... :)~ that my western sugar, with the fabulous view,
hisbeauty gets her voice back... feel better soon sugar. :D~ good luck Little Debby... :D (Kinda like the cupp'en cakes) hehe... er... that's
debby... ~ and I hope
ginger_g finds an escape route!~ hey...
shadesong... I hope all goes well with the docs today... I read this in a preciously honest friend's journal today;
"Throwing temper tantrums are unbecoming in a 36 year old."
~ aint that the truth!! word!
Ok... time to delve a wee bit into the land of the super-nova class non-politically correct views...
I'll start it with the exceptionally short version... but then I'll just dive into the rant a bit... mmk? sound like a plan? yeah... whatever...
I am fucking sick to death of freaking Israel... to say nothing of Palestine and the absolute nut cases that lead the poor lost souls that are unfortunate enough to be brought to life in those backwards ass, pathetic excuses for "societies". You can all just blow me ...
// rant time...
Look around the wide world... Northern Ireland, Iran, Israel, Tibet, ... and the list goes on!!! What exactly is the problem here? Let me paint you a picture...
Little Achmed, Ishmael, Billy, Colm, Mohamed, et al... are all born with blood in their veins and wonder in their eyes... Then what? Why Mom and Dad take care of them... right? Why does that include training them to hate? Oh wait... What do Mom and Dad do all week? They get trained by the Politicians that control their livelihood... Oh but then there’s the weekend... the two days you get to maybe rethink things... An ideal time to go to church, synagogue, the mosque or wherever the hell you go to GET MORE TRAINING IN HATE...
Some societies, some cultures are absolutely immersed in hate ... so much so that they have embraced indifference to death and suffering on a scale that makes me sick with disgust. The common thread among them is the way their leaders, political and religious (and in many cases, yo!!! that's the same people) refuse to stop the cycle of hate and fear.
The last time Bush made the papers talking about "The Road To Peace" I laughed out loud and wrote in my journal that it was yet another crock... and I'm still laughing... because it's pathetic... and deserves to be laughed at... ridiculed... derided as foolish.
Are you Jewish? How do you react when someone talks about Israel? Why do you do that? Who taught you to think that way?
Are you an Irish Catholic? Happy about Ireland are ya? Where'd ya pick that attitude up?
God, you have divided us... set us upon one another... and consigned your children to suffer at the hands of their brothers and sisters. Happy now?
// this rant will never be over... ever.
// but I'll let go of it for a bit.