It's time for reform, by the way. We can never stop moving towards progress. Apathy is a neurodegenerative disease, just so you know. There's no excuse for it.

Midterm election results, and the subsequent resignation of the Rumsfeld (what an evil fucking bastard?), were all great things. However, there's a lot more to be done.

For those of you who haven't seen me lately:

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MORONS. EVERYWHERE! Jesusfuckingmotherofgilgameshdamnfuckit. To add to the problem of the moron infestation, I have been egregiously acting like a five-year-old. Hissy fits, eratic behavior, saying whatever I think (no matter how ridiculous/stupid/offensive), laughing maniacally at almost anything, and napping.

I've got an urge to shirk. Shirking ( Read more... )

The other day I was saw a wonderful friend of mine while I was out one night, earlier this week. The people she was with were talking about athiests who have crackpot theories using a glass of water to demonstrate the non-existence of god. The girl who was talking about it when it caught my ear said that they offended her.

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Mai khushi nahi  hu abhi, kyoki saare sansar me sub kuch chiz karaab hai. Kyo saare kuch karaab hai?

"Birds in the sky,  you know how I feel....
sun in the sky, you know how I feel...
breeze passing on by, you know how I feel..."

And Nina simone knew what it meant to feel how I feel right now. 

So, I'm in the process of making a cow piÑata. It's going to be bombastic. And I've got some good ideas for stencils. Now, I've just got to get a new exacto k-nife. Creativity takes the place of feeling isolated and miserable ( Read more... )

I wish certain people would just disappear from my life.

I just took a three-hour afternoon nap, and I am still exhausted. I really haven't done enough lately to warrant this enervation.

I'm going to karate chop the next person that whines at me over stuff that I have no part in. I love being the one that everyone goes to for dumping their problems... I do, really... but there is a point where it becomes unbearable.

Everyone has to know when they've gone too far. Some of you haveBe happy, kids. Life is full of wonderful and ( Read more... )