May 29, 2007

Lemonade

Life handed us a few lemons recently.
We've decided to make lemonade!

You can read about our next adventure on my husband's blog.

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May 22, 2007

havoc

hav·oc (hāv'ək)
n.

1. Widespread destruction; devastation.
2. Disorder or chaos

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May 18, 2007

ima speck

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May 17, 2007

Farewell Falwell

In rememberance of the late Jerry Falwell I watched Tinky-Winky dance on PBS and it turns out Falwell was right because suddenly I feel the urge to jump into a same-sex relationship and paste rainbow stickers allover my car.

A quote from the late Evangelist:
"Grown men should not be having sex with prostitutes unless they are married to them"

This was just one of my favorites. Follow the link to the wikiquote page and read many more equally profound messages from the pastor. Three quotes in and you might have some of the same feelings the people commenting at the LA Times are expressing.

a few examples from the page:
"A person died and that's sad. Having said that, let's face it, he was a bigot and a demagogue, and successful at that. He made himself rich, and left this country and world a worse place for his having been here."
Submitted by: Sandy

"a fanatic is a fanatic i dont care what religion he is, most people try to find the good when someone passes but I must say the less of these type of fanatics there are the better off we all are."
Submitted by: george

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May 15, 2007

Thug Life

I've been too angry to post lately. Even as I type this I fear my anger will interfere with my ability to articulate.

You may or may not have read about the recent events that induced this indignation on my husband's blog but I feel the need to get these things off my chest here too.

Before we left for Sean and Penny's wedding last week the family was worried to leave the house in the care of Dominic's little sister, Kirstie. My father-in-law and his girlfriend would also be gone on a vacation of their own. Dominic and I would only be gone a couple of days but my father-in-law gave Kirstie a real good talking-to before he left. Lot of good it did, too.

We left here thursday afternoon, the house gets ransacked by 8 thugs on friday night. How did 8 thugs know that the house would be unattended? Dominic and I dont hang out with thugs, Ginger and Gary dont either, but Kirstie certainly does. She opened our home to these fuckers and has the audacity to argue she has no involvement in this. She didnt plan this therefore she's free and clear of blame plus she said "sorry" even though its not her fault so she should get credit for that. She went on to explain that "its not that big of a deal, only a laptop was stolen". NOT THAT BIG OF A DEAL?! What the fuck is in this little girl's skull? Beans? This is a huge fucking deal. But what does she care? She's a hardcore thug so nothing gets to her. What's more is that she's never had to deal with the repercussions of any of her stupid mistakes. Windows get smashed, dad dishes out the dough to fix them. Mailbox gets smashed, dad gets up early and fixes it. Car gets wrecked twice in two weeks, dad to the rescue. Kirstie has a sob story for each incident and it always ends in "its not my fault". Each time it gets more serious and this time she's put her family in danger. Go out drinking and drugging getting in fist fights every other night, fine. But bring this on this home? She's got some goddamn nerve.

She has no fucking respect for all her family has provided for her. This, and all of her mistakes, are a slap in the face to all the hardwork that has gone into her upbringing. She has no clue what a life like this takes. With the help of my family I was able to escape the life of an impoverished thug. I grew up hearing drive-by's in my neighborhood almost weekly, my own father was in jail for a year when i was young, a good fifty percent or more of my family has been in jail. My closest cousin is in prison for the next 20 years. My mom witnessed her brother-in-law get shot and killed in my grandmother's house. Another uncle of mine hung himself in a tree near my grandparents' house. My dad's cousin was shot and killed, drug overdoses have taken a few too. As close as I have been to all of this I managed to escape it. And here Kirstie is, a privileged little white girl, trying her her hardest to bring all of that here. She's had more handed to her than any of her friends and this is how she repays her dad, this is how she contributes to society.

Its disgraceful and infuriating.

We can only hope that she will soon come to terms with the gravity of this situation and make some serious changes.

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May 10, 2007

i can taste the finishline

i take my last final of the semester in one and a half hours! i'm half tempted to take a flask of tequila and start celebrating the minute i fill in that last answer.

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May 09, 2007

ima wreck

with so much drive and no direction its really no surprise.

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May 03, 2007

I have an empty can of Go Fast that says tomorrow morning is going to come too soon

Yep, you guessed it: more from the caffienated mind of me.

Right now, at 2am on a...whatever day it is now, I'm wondering if that leaning sensation i'm experiencing is a side effect of the copious amounts of stimulants flowing through my tired body or the copious amounts of knowledge weighing my head down.

Earlier today i thought i'd completely lost it when i bought 2 cans of go fast and felt a slight discrepancy in size between the two as i walked up to the cashier. in my hands they seemed almost the same size but not quite so to reassure myself that they were infact the same size i checked the ounce-age. Yep, both the same: 11.9. Yet it just didnt seem right and i was back to believing i'd lost my mind until i brought them home and stood them next to eachother. You can see for yourself that they are indeed different sizes. but only just enough to make me think i was insane. though these days it doesnt take much.

go fast.jpg

Crazy energy drink company trying to mess with my head. Like i needed that today.

Dan, this means i paid money for energy drinks. I paid money to have my sanity tested! I'm coming to your house tomorrow so put your panties on and chill me some energy drinks.

Here's to hanging on to my sanity for one more week!

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