Things That Frustrate Me
5. That Fredo Gonzalez continues to be a lying sack of dirt and there are no FrankenTim to slam him around in the Box and make him cry.
4.Billo! I don't need to say more but I will anyway. I'm taking it very personally that he is encouraging his jerkwad followers to write rotten things about Dailykos.I feel like I know those people(although I really know only a few more than their prose) and it makes me want to smack him in his Big Giant Head. But I can't, and not just because he might call "Fox Security" on me(in which case I'd just scream "Hummus!" and roll away very fast)And I think yesterday's power outage should have proved that we should not ignore San Francisco in case of terrorism, because at the very least, how will you get all those Chuck Norris flicks, Orally? Fuckin' Dirty Harry or whatever you think you are, if Netflix doesn't work.
3. That I asserted myself about something and still feel guilty and selfish, and like I let the tribe down. I still feel like I did the right thing for me, personally, but that doesn't feel like enough. But that's kind of why I cut back on movement stuff in the first place...to have a personal life. Which I don't have yet, anyway. What the hell am I doing? I don't know. Could I possibly doom a whole reform effort because I didn't show up? Nah, I'm good, but...
I wish I could be that good, though. When I'm not wishing I could be a stupid blonde girl and shop and get pedicures and get laid without a constitutional amendment. Kill unspeakable demons. You know, girlie stuff.Or something that made some$$. I need some that's just mine that's not a payoff from my dad.
2. Fucking Emmy ignored The Wire again?! I do not believe that crap. That was the most perfect thing that was perfect. Even if you only get a minor muted happy at the end and you're devastated by all the other stuff that happens. It's supposed to be about *quality*, not how many hooples sit around the watercooler talking about it. I admit I never got the Grey's memo and only watched it a few times. Never really got "McBeal" either, when it was getting all the ink. House has a great cast that can be award- worthy, but this year the whole show has been up and down like Vincent D'Onofrio's attitude. Admit it Emmy people, you have the integrity of your average high-school student government elections. Fuck you, you cheese-faced bitches! You're making me agree with Heather H. at Salon and you know I hate that, because I think she's a hipster doofus.(Also, there are a lot of able-ist House fans that write stupid things in their ljs that with my personal circumstances, it's hard to get out of my head. I know that they are young and ignorant, and sometimes I don't mind correcting them, but sometimes I wish I could take a pill and be Miss Average Jo Fangirl so I can just watch and squee and not consider those things, and not wonder about creating Teachable Moments About Prejudice.)
1. That we are almost done with Joan of Arcadia. I wish there were more and not only because the only time I hear "disability" on TV is personal-injury commercials.
4.Billo! I don't need to say more but I will anyway. I'm taking it very personally that he is encouraging his jerkwad followers to write rotten things about Dailykos.I feel like I know those people(although I really know only a few more than their prose) and it makes me want to smack him in his Big Giant Head. But I can't, and not just because he might call "Fox Security" on me(in which case I'd just scream "Hummus!" and roll away very fast)And I think yesterday's power outage should have proved that we should not ignore San Francisco in case of terrorism, because at the very least, how will you get all those Chuck Norris flicks, Orally? Fuckin' Dirty Harry or whatever you think you are, if Netflix doesn't work.
3. That I asserted myself about something and still feel guilty and selfish, and like I let the tribe down. I still feel like I did the right thing for me, personally, but that doesn't feel like enough. But that's kind of why I cut back on movement stuff in the first place...to have a personal life. Which I don't have yet, anyway. What the hell am I doing? I don't know. Could I possibly doom a whole reform effort because I didn't show up? Nah, I'm good, but...
I wish I could be that good, though. When I'm not wishing I could be a stupid blonde girl and shop and get pedicures and get laid without a constitutional amendment. Kill unspeakable demons. You know, girlie stuff.Or something that made some$$. I need some that's just mine that's not a payoff from my dad.
2. Fucking Emmy ignored The Wire again?! I do not believe that crap. That was the most perfect thing that was perfect. Even if you only get a minor muted happy at the end and you're devastated by all the other stuff that happens. It's supposed to be about *quality*, not how many hooples sit around the watercooler talking about it. I admit I never got the Grey's memo and only watched it a few times. Never really got "McBeal" either, when it was getting all the ink. House has a great cast that can be award- worthy, but this year the whole show has been up and down like Vincent D'Onofrio's attitude. Admit it Emmy people, you have the integrity of your average high-school student government elections. Fuck you, you cheese-faced bitches! You're making me agree with Heather H. at Salon and you know I hate that, because I think she's a hipster doofus.(Also, there are a lot of able-ist House fans that write stupid things in their ljs that with my personal circumstances, it's hard to get out of my head. I know that they are young and ignorant, and sometimes I don't mind correcting them, but sometimes I wish I could take a pill and be Miss Average Jo Fangirl so I can just watch and squee and not consider those things, and not wonder about creating Teachable Moments About Prejudice.)
1. That we are almost done with Joan of Arcadia. I wish there were more and not only because the only time I hear "disability" on TV is personal-injury commercials.