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Nov. 14th, 2011


Writer's Block: Check, please!

Who pays on a first date?

The person who did the inviting out should pay, I guess. Although, splitting the bill is always a good idea on a first date because that way no one feels obligated to see that person again or act especially nice to the person treating if the date is NOT a success. That is, I would probably feel obligated to take someone to dinner or something if they took me out first and paid, even if I knew there was no relationship potential.

Feb. 22nd, 2010


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I am so thankful.
I've been having a tough time this past week, and I can't necessarily pinpoint what initially prompted it, other than just being tired, but I just want to reiterate how thankful I am that I have the people in my life that I have in my life.

P.s. Thank you GTUW. You are my source.

I need to talk to the sky more.

Dec. 3rd, 2009


Govt. once again demonstrates it's sexism in NY

If you are denied the right to form a union with the person that you want to form a union with based on the sole fact of what your genitals look like...I'm sorry, but that's just plain sexism.

If you were otherwise completely qualified for a job or housing or something like that and got denied based on the fact that you happened to be a certain gender, wouldn't you be rather pissed off and want to sue?

I see this as having nothing to do with being gay or not gay....I see it as the government assigning more value to the properties of my genitalia than what my rights are as a taxpaying citizen of this nation.

Gee, and I didn't think my vagina would ever win anything...

Nov. 10th, 2009


Isn't being alive fun?

Eat, clean, work, eat, watch tv, copulate, sleep, copulate, eat, work, write cynically annoying posts on web, eat, sleep, eat, work, sleep, eat, clean, work, eat, watch tv, sleep, eat, masturbate, work, pay bills, sleep, eat...etc.

I am so glad I have 50+ years of this shit to look forward to.

Oct. 10th, 2009


what the hell am I talking about?

I like consistency. I like it when people are consistent. I like being consistent. Maybe because I equate the word consistency with equality. That's pretty much about the only moral that I have. If you are gonna do something, you might as well be consistent about it.

I've been examining my political views lately. Being educated at a fairly liberal minded high school and college, and studying social science for as long as I have, I've found myself being more familiar and comfortable with liberal ideas. I am currently hopelessly in love with a staunch conservative, who insists that he is merely a fiscal conservative (but based on our debates, honey, I can tell you aren't as open minded as you seem to think you are) anyway, it's certainly leading me to spend more time to think about what my priorities are and how they match up with the priorities we'd expect from the average American.

And let me tell you, it's the most paradoxical feeling in the world to realize how similar you are to everyone else in your rational egoism and desire for self preservation (prosperity), but also feel like you have absolutely nothing else in common with these people who tout the most rigid of malleable values. I know this sounds ridiculous and probably doesn't make sense because hey, I'm writing this at like 5:30 in the morning, but basically....

Sometimes I don't feel like I'm one of you people. I've never felt like I belonged in society...or even on this planet really...but as opposed to when I was younger and I thought I was special and somehow better for not having "typical" beliefs (whatever the heck that means) now I'm kind of under the opinion that this doesn't make me special at all...or even better....it doesn't really make me anything, because there isn't such a thing as typical beliefs and no one aside from myself would even care if I had them anyway. The only thing my beliefs are doing is making me depressed by pointing out all the inconsistencies and hypocrisies in what I see of the world. So in my quest for consistency...I've determined that the best course to keep my pessimism from consuming me is to attempt apathy.

So I'm done. I don't want to talk about philosophy, morals, religion, any of that shit anymore. I don't even want to think about that stuff.
In my quest for self prosperity, that's not going to do any good. From now on I will on pursue the most superficial of ideas, and I will do my best to do what society expects of me because that's the only way I'm going to attain what really matters to me as an American.

Oct. 8th, 2009


I can't wait til I'm mortal again.

Cause this shit sucks.

Oct. 5th, 2009


I made soup!

I was feeling very domestic today and my mom wasn't feeling well, so she showed me her recipe for chicken pastina soup and I learned how to make it! Got a very large pot of it on the stove now and it's delicious.

That's it. I am gonna go eat some more of it now.

Oct. 1st, 2009


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I haven't seen Ron all day and I think I'm going through withdrawal.

This is bad, isn't it?

Sep. 6th, 2009


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Life is pointless. Being immortal sucks.

Aug. 10th, 2009


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RIP John Hughes. In honor of the master of the teen movie, what is your favorite teen flick?

Sixteen Candles. :-( So sad to hear about that. Does anyone else have the feeling that some petty celebrity envious person got a hold of a deathnote?

Also, not related...but does anyone understand why there is such a market for vibrating items? I mean I understand the appeal of a vibrating toothbrush....but why would you want to shave your legs with a vibrating razor? I mean, I already have enough cuts and nicks from shaving in a hurry in the shower...how is a razor that vibrates uncontrollably going to improve that? Vibrating Mascara applicator? I mean it's hard enough to keep your hand steady and not poke yourself in the eye with that shit.
Please explain why anyone would buy this.

Also, another unrelated note. I am still in Magical Glub Glub Land. I've already told him that should I find a job with health benefits, I am going to make him my bride so he can also have health insurance. He didn't object. In fact he stated that he'd be happy to mooch off of me. I seriously, seriously, seriously have got it bad. He makes me so incredibly happy. I feel happy to say that I'm not an Echo anymore.

I've also been hit recently with a fantastic idea that I'd like to pursue further. Once I get back on my feet financially, I've decided that I would like to return to school and study up for a career in sex education. I'd love to promote being sex positive and also influence people into making safe, healthy and smart decisions about sex. It's something I think I would be capable of and I think that it would be a great way for me to feel like I'm making a difference in the community with issues that I'm personally passionate about.

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