So I will say nothing more about my friend Georgie the Ineffective today. Except that I have no idea how it is that they say 48% of people polled approve of his handling of the hurricane relief. Who tare they?… Continue Reading →
well. you know how I want to puke and vomit and slander all things presiduncially related. but sometimes it is easier to hide and smother oneself in the faux safety of our individual realities. faux I will call it because… Continue Reading →
where a person…and not a good person. or rather a very unannounced being, takes on a whole new meaning in the schematics, the scheme of living. I find this to be the case with just about everyone who is less… Continue Reading →
regardless…this fighting of ours. we need to unite as a people, or die trying. i have not felt such rage and anger for this government and all this country supposedly represents probably ever before. I know you laugh, thinking I… Continue Reading →
Or several billion missing dollars. I coax the apathetic to take a look at these galleries: http://www.nola.com/hurricane/photos/ The devastation photos are the clearest.
Well if there was a week to hate Bush and “god”, this would be it. He gets called away from one of his lengthy and frequent vacations to address the gulf coast disaster, or rather the complete obliteration of New… Continue Reading →
So I started the job. Fun. I find it strange, the benefits. Bagels every morning, a fridge stocked full of snapples and sodas and juice and water. Everyone seems to be enjoying themselves, save a rowdy face or two. That… Continue Reading →
Damn it. Err… Life has thrown me for lots of loops lately. And not even so many loops, but I feel like I am jumping through hoops to sustain my physical and emotional state of mind. I have found myself… Continue Reading →
the most pointless and absurd way to argue. Forget you, Ikea, I say, unable to comprehend the complexity of putting a simple bed frame together that takes up three hours. Oh well. My room is quite smashing, if I do… Continue Reading →
It’s called fossil fuel. And it’s totally out of control in its goodness. But oh my. The fossil fuel was a cheers to my friend C, who happens to be in a relationship that at its best might be considered… Continue Reading →
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