I feel the need to say something after watching a cbc clip on the Craigslist killer, a man who makes rendez-vous with sex workers in hotels, uses plastic handcuffs to chain them to the bed, and then (among other things that I have no information on) he proceeds to rob them and kill them. This is one the things that makes me mad, but the second ( Read more... )

It could be because I'm exhausted, but this is perhaps the funniest achewood strip ever:



Just keep the tune... WELL-come to your THIR-TEES...(lived by the sea)

Hrm. I'm disturbed by all of the references to genitals and sex for campus events. There is "grab your junk" community garage sale day, "take off your pants" intersport event, a plethora of "porn star" events, along with variations on this, such as "oil riggers and gold diggers," and the incredibly tasteful "leprechauns and golden thongs" from when ( Read more... )

I am so stressed out about final projects, essays, exams, it feels like my mind will implode! However, I was doing the last of my zoo observation today, and I spent some time alone observing the female gibbon, Sakura. She reminds me of myself when she sits with her knees up to her chin, constantly scanning - a high-anxiety primate after my own ( Read more... )

I’ve been avoiding writing recently; a lack of impetus combined with the pessimism of reading things online where people constantly devalue others to make themselves feel better. It went along the lines of “Fucking COMS majors/feminists/depressives/eclectics/etc,” and the negativity really kept me from writing, not only because I’m not in the mood ( Read more... )

http://www.dieselsweeties.com/archive/2156

Guess which one is me - Thanksgiving in November? Pffft.

Interpersonal effectiveness skill #4: End hopeless relationships. Give up on the people who have no time for you and move on. Stop communication, stop hoping they'll care, 'cause they just wont. When it's all about them, you can't wedge yourself in, no matter how much you want to.

Therapy was intensive today.

I was tired and delirious at work today because I was up all night working on an essay, and I used a wine name to fill in for the song "you can go your own way" by fleetwood mac. it goes:

call it MACK-OHN VERH-ZEH!!!!!!!!!!!! (Mackhon Verhzeh...eh eh.)
You can call it Chardo- Chardonnayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!

Very recently a woman was attacked and probably sexually assaulted near an LRT station. She died, and she was so badly beaten that her family couldn't identify her. Not by the face, anyway. We live in a sick, sad world. Can you imagine not being able to identify someone you've watched grow up because some fuckwad decided to rape and murder her? ( Read more... )