To Rozy

....You suck. I am now rather interested in seeing that darned anime. I haven't been able to watch a single thing lately. It's driving me to distraction. But yeah, that series looks pretty good. I can't believe I'm saying that about a series with ducks and ballerinas and guys in tutus. How many episodes are there?

I also have to add: What's with that guy and losing his pants??? Beyond that, he's got a 87% fix as one of my favorite types of characters.

DUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUDE! I got me some followers!

That's so cool. Heehee. So, update: I have a SHITLOAD of candy in my room. Downside? >.< I can't have any of it!! It's all for the kiddies at the YMCA when we go do a scavenger hunt with them. I hope they like it. Their parents are gonna hate us though. There is SOOO much sugar, even I wouldn't do this to my sisters, and I'm totally sadistic! Yeah....I don't have much more to add, except that EVERYTHING IS HAPPENING ON WEDNESDAY!!!! DAMN ITTTT How do I do this to myself? I mean really? Do I paste "Screw me over" on my backside or something? Cause I'm sure following that. Sorry there's so much cussing here, I can't seem to help it. I'm frustrated and I feel useless. BUT! I found an amazing video! Fruits Basket is great! Hatori is my second fav. Character!

Whoot for stress!

I'm glad to hear that rozy is getting her work done. I should really take a leave from her book and do my own stuff. The movie last night with bf was rather interesting, though he hated the movie. And the funniest news I've heard all this weekend, is! My bf has white hair! It's like an average of one white hair per 20 black hairs, and he's totally stressing over it! lol. He mentioned last night that it's because I'm so stressful that he's getting white hair at 19. I don't disagree. It only makes it more amusing to me. I wonder when his whole head will be white? Will it be peppered for a while? Welp, I don't know, but I should get to work, so I'm gonna head to the library now. I just wanted to share that juicy tidbit. ^_^

Tons of quotes, little valueable info

basic gist of my weekend: I got a new military ID, my family argued, I cried, I have a new car that I owe half of the cost to parents for, and I have a cake of my choosing that I don't particularly like. Sad.....the cake is delicious, but it's just too sweet for my tastes. Now, on the the quotes:

“Unless yer butt can fart Jingle Bells, I dun wanna see it!” -lolz, it's great

Can you guess the movie?
"I'm sorry I farted into your purse... "
"Our surrogacy fee is $100,000. -It costs more to have someone born than to have someone killed!- It takes longer."
" I'm going to bang all your friends. Consider them banged!"
"[holding her son's dirty hand] "Is this chocolate or poop? Is this chocolate or poop?"
[licks son's hand and smiles] "It's chocolate!"
"...What if that had been poop?"
> SAY A PRAYER
> Little Johnny and his family were having Sunday
> dinner at his Grandmother's house. Everyone was
> seated around the table as the food was being
> served. When Little Johnny received his plate, he
> started eating right away.
> 'Johnny! Please wait until we say our
> prayer.' said his mother.
> 'I don't need to,' the boy replied.
> ' Of course, you do.' his mother
> insisted. 'We always say a prayer before eating at our
> house.'
> 'That's at our house.' Johnny
> explained. 'But this is Grandma's house and she
> knows how to cook!'


So, yays! G'night, one and all.

wooooow

So, this is gonna be really, incredibly random. I've been examining my body and apparently....I have bruises EVERYWHERE!!!! I've got them on my feet, my shins, my knees, my arms, my thigh, I think I even have one on my waist!!! I'm sorta worried...how is this possible....?


On a side note: I have finished packing for tomorrow. Sort of. I wanna take alot of stuff that I don't use back, but there's not alot that I don't use. Well, that's sorta a lie. Mostly though, I don't wanna carry all of it. So, yays~! And boos, since I haven't finished everything I keep thinking I need to do. *siiiiiigh* lol. Oh well.

Whoot for meetings from 7-1

I just stepped back inside my room, my lovely room, which I left 10 hours ago and have not seen since. I have had....an interesting day. First, List of things I still need to do:
clean my room
do some jap studying, even though nothing is due.
do my spanish hw-not sure i'll do that....I'm dropping it next semester
CLEAN MY ROOM!!!
Put my laundry where it belongs
shower
cool down


So, today at the elections, which lasted a lovely 6 hours, not a single one of the people I voted for won. I'm serious. It's ridiculous. I mean, yeah, I didn't talk alot to convert ppl to my opinions, but....the people picked were....well, not JOKES, but....they weren't the best for the job! Well, I think two or three out of all of these were the best choices, but beyond that, all of them were....ugh. *sigh* I'm tired. I've been thinking alot since I got a ride home after the meeting, and it seems that I miss a lot of the undercurrents of my council. Apparently there are ppl sabotaging the results by asking questions that are difficult, or made to make the assembly sway in certain directions. I didn't even notice, and I was paying total attention!! But I was also shot down a lot. So I stopped voicing alot and just made my decisions and left it at that. I wonder if it wasn't wrong for me to do that.

I'm being picked up tomorrow, yay! I've gotten word about some difficulties, boo. I want to work hard, yay! I think compie needs to be checked again, boo! I might dress cute tomorrow, yay! My knees are bruised, boo! I get my birthday gift tomorrow, yay! I meet with someone that I haven't met before tomorrow, boo.... I still don't wanna do my spanish hw, boo....damn....now it's 4 am. I'm going to bed as soon as I clean my room. But for now, I'm done with this post.

Oh, wait. Shout out to the lovely rozy. I know the weeks feel like hell, and the teachers seem like well-meaning demons, but if you hold on, you'll realize, it really is hell, and you get to escape it's fire-ridden gates soon enough.

And to kk: why couldn't i understand a good portion of your post? am i that old already? *cries*

This is an optional read. Tons of controversial material.

This is long, doesn't belong to me, and was something I (once again) received in an email. If you would like to argue points from it, I would be overjoyed to comply, or redirect you, if I do not have sufficient knowledge, but I have to admit that I strongly agree with the majority of what he says.

"I'm Tired"
Robert A. Hall

I'll be 63 soon. Except for one semester in college when jobs were scarce, and a six-month period when I was between jobs, but job-hunting every day, I've worked, hard, since I was 18. Despite some health challenges, I still put in 50-hour weeks, and haven't called in sick in seven or eight years. I make a good salary, but I didn't inherit my job or my income, and I worked to get where I am. Given the economy, there's no retirement in sight, and I'm tired. Very tired.

I'm tired of being told that I have to "spread the wealth around" to people who don't have my work ethic. I'm tired of being told the government will take the money I earned, by force if necessary, and give it to people too lazy or stupid to earn it.

I'm tired of being told that I have to pay more taxes to "keep people in their homes. Sure, if they lost their jobs or got sick, I'm willing to help. But if they bought McMansions at three times the price of our paid-off, $250,000 condo, on one-third of my salary, then let the leftwing Congresscritters who passed Fannie and Freddie and the Community Reinvestment Act that created the bubble help them-with their own money.

I'm tired of being told how bad America is by leftwing millionaires like Michael Moore, George Soros and Hollywood entertainers who live in luxury because of the opportunities America offers. In thirty years, if they get their way, the United States will have the religious freedom and women's rights of Saudi Arabia, the economy of Zimbabwe, the freedom of the press of China, the crime and violence of Mexico, the tolerance for Gay people of Iran, and the freedom of speech of Venezuela. Won't multiculturalism be beautiful?

I'm tired of being told that Islam is a "Religion of Peace," when every day I can read dozens of stories of Muslim men killing their sisters, wives and daughters for their family "honor;" of Muslims rioting over some slight offense; of Muslims murdering Christian and Jews because they aren't "believers;" of Muslims burning schools for girls; of Muslims stoning teenage rape victims to death for "adultery;" of Muslims mutilating the genitals of little girls; all in the name of Allah, because the Qur'an and Shari'a law tells them to.

I believe "a man should be judged by the content of his character, not by the color of his skin." I'm tired of being told that "race doesn't matter" in the post-racial world of President Obama, when it's all that matters in affirmative action jobs, lower college admission and graduation standards for minorities (harming them the most), government contract set-asides, tolerance for the ghetto culture of violence and fatherless children that hurts minorities more than anyone, and in the appointment of US Senators from Illinois . I think it's very cool that we have a black president and that a black child is doing her homework at the desk where Lincoln wrote the emancipation proclamation. I just wish the black president was Condi Rice, or someone who believes more in freedom and the individual and less in an all-knowing government.

I'm tired of a news media that thinks Bush's fundraising and inaugural expenses were obscene, but that think Obama's, at triple the cost, were wonderful. That thinks Bush exercising daily was a waste of presidential time, but Obama exercising is a great example for the public to control weight and stress, that picked over every line of Bush's military records, but never demanded that Kerry release his, that slammed Palin with two years as governor for being too inexperienced for VP, but touted Obama with three years as senator as potentially the best president ever.

Wonder why people are dropping their subscriptions or switching to Fox News? Get a clue. I didn't vote for Bush in 2000, but the media and Kerry drove me to his camp in 2004.

I'm tired of being told that out of "tolerance for other cultures" we must let Saudi Arabia use our oil money to fund mosques and madrassa Islamic schools to preach hate in America , while no American group is allowed to fund a church, synagogue or religious school in Saudi Arabia to teach love and tolerance.

I'm tired of being told I must lower my living standard to fight global warming, which no one is allowed to debate. My wife and I live in a two-bedroom apartment and carpool together five miles to our jobs. We also own a three-bedroom condo where our daughter and granddaughter live. Our carbon footprint is about 5% of Al Gore's, and if you're greener than Gore, you're green enough.

I'm tired of being told that drug addicts have a disease, and I must help support and treat them, and pay for the damage they do. Did a giant germ rush out of a dark alley, grab them, and stuff white powder up their noses while they tried to fight it off? I don't think Gay people choose to be Gay, but I damn sure think druggies chose to take drugs. And I'm tired of harassment from cool people treating me like a freak when I tell them I never tried marijuana.

I'm tired of illegal aliens being called "undocumented workers," especially the ones who aren't working, but are living on welfare or crime. What's next? Calling drug dealers, "Undocumented Pharmacists"? And, no, I'm not against Hispanics. Most of them are Catholic and it's been a few hundred years since Catholics wanted to kill me for my religion. I'm willing to fast track for citizenshi p any Hispanic person who can speak English, doesn't have a criminal record and who is self-supporting without family on welfare, or who serves honorably for three years in our military. Those are the citizens we need.

I'm tired of latte liberals and journalists, who would never wear the uniform of the Republic themselves, or let their entitlement-handicapped kids near a recruiting station, trashing our military. They and their kids can sit at home, never having to make split-second decisions under life and death circumstances, and bad mouth better people then themselves. Do bad things happen in war? You bet. Do our troops sometimes misbehave? Sure. Does this compare with the atrocities that were the policy of our enemies for the last fifty years-and still are? Not even close. So here's the deal. I'll let myself be subjected to all the humiliation and abuse that was heaped on terrorists at Abu Ghraib or Gitmo, and the critics can let themselves be subject to captivity by the Muslims who tortured and beheaded Daniel Pearl in Pakistan, or the Muslims who tortured and murdered Marine Lt. Col. William Higgins in Lebanon, or the Muslims who ran the blood-spattered Al Qaeda torture rooms our troops found in Iraq, or the Muslims who cut off the heads of schoolgirls in Indonesia, because the girls were Christian. Then we'll compare notes. British and American soldiers are the only troops in history that civilians came to for help and handouts, instead of hiding from in fear.

I'm tired of people telling me that their party has a corner on virtue and the other party has a corner on corruption. Read the papers-bums are bi-partisan. And I'm tired of people telling me we need bi-partisanship. I live in Illinois , where the " Illinois Combine" of Democrats and Republicans has worked together harmoniously to loot the public for years. And I notice that the tax cheats in Obama's cabinet are bi-partisan as well.

I'm tired of hearing wealthy athletes, entertainers and politicians of both parties talking about innocent mistakes, stupid mistakes or youthful mistakes, when we all know they think their only mistake was getting caught. I'm tired of people with a sense of entitlement, rich or poor.

Speaking of poor, I'm tired of hearing people with air-conditioned homes, color TVs and two cars called poor. The majority of Americans didn't have that in 1970, but we didn't know we were "poor." The poverty pimps have to keep changing the definition of poor to keep the dollars flowing.

I'm real tired of people who don't take responsibility for their lives and actions. I'm tired of hearing them blame the government, or discrimination, or big-whatever for their problems.

Yes, I'm damn tired. But I'm also glad to be 63. Because, mostly, I'm not going to get to see the world these people are making. I'm just sorry for my granddaughter.

Robert A. Hall is a Marine Vietnam veteran who served five terms in the Massachusetts state senate. He blogs at www.tartanmarine.blogspot.com