Sitting here with my mother discussing politics a few lines of poetry came to mind.

Warning. Liberal tendecies ahead.
( Happy Fourth of July )

It is my sincere belief that the moral of almost any Clint Eastwood movie (at least those involving cowboys) is: DON'T FUCK WITH CLINT EASTWOOD! Seriously, dude, it leads to bad things.

I have a certain sick fascination with the Ku Klux Klan. Nothing confuses and disgusts me more than pure unadulterated hatred based not on a person's character or actions but merely on uncontrollable factors such as ethnicity or sexual orientation. This extends to any sort of close-minded behavior, not just the Klan ( Read more... )

And then I realize it's a bit too late for me to be up when I'm reading fanfiction and my imagination supplies Clint Eastwood's voice to Sesshoumaru.

Contrary to popular belief I am alive. After talking for a while with an lj friend earlier tonight (today?) I decided to update on my life a bit, for those of you who are interested ( Read more... )

I'm currently sitting in the Accacia fraternity house with a baby bunny burrowed in the blanket on my lap. OMG.

It's said that it's better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all. For her this meant the loss of not only her lover but also her joy and her passion and her will to live. So she spent her days trying to forget him and pretend that there was a world in which he never existed but the emptiness that weighed on her lonely heart told ( Read more... )

I've been in a very bad funk lately and I don't really know where to pinpoint the problem. I miss Doug and I'm a bit perturbed about the college mess. Long hours at work (I'm working as a housekeeper at Heartland Inn) with only my thoughts to keep me occupied has brought up past concerns about my relationship and life. Also, I've been having ( Read more... )

Doug visited this weekend, which generally involved lots of cuddling, sleeping, and pretending homework doesn't exist. That is why I am still up at 6:00 am. I am currently working in Andy' den and in danger of being raped by his floormates. That is why I love using a utility knife for art.

I'm still awake. It is now 4:28 in the morning. I've been working on an art project all night and don't plan to be done anytime soon. Why do I do these things to myself? blah.