May 2009
i’m looking elsewhere to find what you couldn’t give me. but, i keep looking back. it’s hard.
“To put the degree of such exaggeration into perspective, the claim made by CARE is the arithmetic equivalent of claiming that 900,000 people died in the terrorist attacks of Sept. 11 and the moral equivalent of using that statistic as a bludgeon to justify the global war on terror.”
some clarification: the exaggeration he is referring to is the rape/sexual assault statistics of female college students. so, let’s just pretend his analysis of statistics is absolutely right. apparently then, overexaggerating the amount of sexual assault cases in order to raise awareness of the issue is the same as lying to justify bombing people?
… really? are you serious?
Hopped on the scale and groaned over being up to 147 lbs.
I then proceeded to make a fatass bowl of chili oozing with no less that three handfuls of shredded cheddar cheese. And while that was heating up, I funneled chocolate whipped cream right into my mouth.
Solving the problem: I’m doing it wrong.
IF THIS ISN’T HOW I SOLVE THE PROBLEM, THEN I DON’T WANNA BE RIGHT.
note: says “fury” and NOT “furry”
but only have time to attend to one or the other. WHAT A DILEMMA.
April 2009
I AM DONE WITH MY HOMEWORK! but alas, my success is short lived. oh well, shower and then TERMINATOR 2 awaits.
when i am old and wrinkly i will live in a little house in the neighborhood corner, with my only company being many, many cats. i will have the remnants of a well-groomed garden, which will then be overgrown with all sorts of wild flowers and weeds and scraggly vines. i will give withering glares at all the passing neighborhood children, assuming they even go outside anymore. however, should any be brave enough to come knocking on my door, i will smile and offer them cookies and tea. i will be alone, but fabulous, in my own way. more importantly, i will be happy.
ok, sounds great but let’s see if i can live through the next four years first.