the hopelessness of the youth today

VOTE OR DIE!

Seriously. Get out and VOTE. You may think that one vote won't make a difference. If you think that, you're dead wrong. One vote does, and will, make a difference. Know why? Because if a lot of people (try 50 million) think that 'one vote doesn't make a diff', then those 50 mil don't vote, and then there's 50 mil votes that are not there. And 50 mil votes make a fuck of a difference. In my estimation, if you can vote and you don't, you're a schmuck. No exceptions. I have friends who aren't voting, either because they're lazy or they forgot to register or they 'don't believe in the system.' They're all schmucks.

I don't see why the youth doesn't seem to care. We're going to inherit this planet after the adults have raped it enough. So go out and do something! Take charge! Care, for once. And don't you dare dismiss the fight that the youth of yesteryear put up for our rights. A woman's right to vote is a hard-won right. If you're female and you don't vote, you're disrespecting the work of our foremothers. No ifs, ands, or buts about it. They worked for our rights. We need to acknoweldge it and respect it. So go out and VOTE. It wasn't always this way, and if Shrub 'wins', it won't be for very long.

Oprah SLAPS BUSH

As Oprah Slaps Bush With 30 states poised to smack down women's rights again, the one true savior emerges...

By Mark Morford SF Gate Columnist Wednesday, October 13, 2004

So there she was, the nation's most powerful and popular public female, kicking butt on a recent installment of her insanely beloved TV show
with the help of celeb guests (Drew Barrymore, Cameron Diaz, P. Diddy, Christina Aguilera) and galvanizing stunned women across the nation to
participate in this election, or else.

There was Oprah, doing what she does so freakishly well, cheerleading and extolling and impressing upon, getting women up and getting them angry and demanding that they exercise their hard-won right to vote and demanding that they quit dissing their feminist ancestors, the ones who worked so damn hard for suffrage and for freedom of choice and for the right to tell powerful sexist Republican men where they can shove their repressive sexist antichoice bigotry.

This was her fabulous, much-needed message: Take your rights for granted at your peril, ladies. Move, or else. Choose how you want the laws to
treat and respect you and your body -- or someone else, someone who hasn't touched a vagina for 30 years and who thinks sex is only tolerable in the dark, fully clothed and with a respectable prostitute, will choose for you.

Sound like a cliché? Same ol' quasi-feminist rally message? Not exactly. Not this time. Just imagine this: Imagine Bush filches another election in November. Nations mourn, black clouds gather, children cry, colons spasm, the remaining shreds of the American experiment wither and die.

And within a very short time, as many as 30 U.S. states have recriminalized abortion and made repressing women and hating sex fun again, as young American females everywhere who thought their right to choose was pretty much incontrovertible and indisputable and unfailing and who therefore didn't bother to vote in '00 or '04 suddenly go, oh holy freaking hell.

Hello, 1950s. Hello, coat-hanger surgery. Hello, millions of despondent daughters of uptight parents. Hello, dead or mutilated teenage girls who
suffer botched procedures. Hello, a fresh national nightmare, revisited, regurgitated, reborn. And hello again to smug right-wing males who've wanted to put women back in their place for the past 50 years. Check that: 200 years. Check that: forever.

Just a silly nightmare? Utterly impossible? A ridiculous liberal daydream? Not even close, sweetheart.

It's all about the Supreme Court, of course. Fact is, our next president will almost surely get to appoint a number of new high-court justices to
replace those who will likely retire after enduring Bush's toxic first term. They hung in there, these few -- especially stalwarts Sandra Day O'Connor and moderate, pro-choice John Paul Stevens -- hoping to
disallow the nation's highest judiciary from becoming overly stacked with homophobic self-righteous right-wing neocon wingnuts (hi, Justice
Scalia!) who would have us revert -- morally, sexually, spiritually, misogynistically -- to 1953. Check that: 1853. Check that: 1353.

With the exception of nearly useless neoconservative sycophant Clarence Thomas, not a single justice now serving on the court is under 65. Many insiders say Stevens, O'Connor and bitter old man William Rehnquist (almost 80) are all likely to retire before 2008. BushCo's chosen
replacements could easily tip the scales of the court the other direction, from its very precarious 5-4 progressive tilt to a very sneering 6-3 conservative one, a court that would then very easily overturn parts or even all of Roe v. Wade. Talk about a malicious legacy.

It gets worse. It gets nastier, more widespread. Because should Shrub swipe another term, he will also be on his way to naming more federal trial and appeals judges -- hundreds, by most counts -- than either Clinton or Reagan, the last two-term presidents. Bush could, in short and for all intents and purposes, stack the nation's courts with enough neoconservative, antichoice, antiwomen crusaders to make Strom Thurmond giggle in his grave.

Which brings us straight back to Oprah. Say what you will about the often weirdly effusive and overtly gushy and often slightly smarmy woman who just gave away 276 Pontiacs to her entire studio audience (hard to tell if that was an act of astounding generosity and beneficence, or some sort of weird punishment -- I mean, they were Pontiacs), but the woman can electrify and inspire and educate her millions of devoted viewers like nobody's business.

And if there's one famously disenfranchised and alienated and apathetic voting bloc that needs to get off its collective yoga butt and stand up and make itself known this election lest it lose an even larger chunk of its basic human rights than it even realizes, it's youngish women.

This is, after all, what so many women don't seem to know. That the Bush administration has already, in just a few short years, managed to roll back a truly astounding number of their basic rights, making it more difficult, for example, for doctors to perform abortions, or making it illegal for schools to discuss contraception or for hospitals to discuss pregnancy-termination options.

From demeaning and ineffectual abstinence-only programs to biased counseling to cutting all funding for international women's health organizations that provide care to poor women in third-world nations (hell, Bush hacked that one away in his first month in office), Dubya has done more than any president in the last 100 years to smack women upside their sexually empowered heads.

Oh and by the way, that suggestion currently being floated by some in Congress that the Iraq war has become so nasty and desperate that we might very well need to reinstate the military draft? That draft includes young women. And oh yes, Bush has already upheld the ban on abortions for servicewomen stationed overseas, even if they were raped, even if they pay for it themselves. Feeling patriotic yet?

This has been the GOP's message to women since, well, forever: Be like Laura Bush -- submissive, matronly, heavily shellacked and ever flashing
a disquieting mannequin grin, off in the corner reading stories to the kids and cutting lots of pretty ceremonial ribbons and keeping quiet
about the Important Stuff and never having sex and always be standing just out of the spotlight, secondary and inferior and in the background.
You know, right where you belong.

Truly and sadly, few indeed are the powerful and articulate public female voices in our major media to counter this ideological poison. Who, Barbara Walters? Not exactly hotly connected to youth and issues of the day. Katie Couric? About as female empowering as a terrier. Martha Stewart? Busy designing barbell cozies for the prison gym. The wholly queasy pseudo-feminists on the wholly awful "The View"? Please.

And while plethoric are the powerful women working behind the media scenes, execs and pundits and writers, senators and world leaders and even forthright, independent wives, and while there are plenty of strong-willed, outspoken female celebs making their voices known, in terms of visibility and raw power and sheer reach, nobody can touch
Oprah. Which is exactly why her message was so wonderful. Here's the bottom line: 50 million eligible women didn't vote in 2000, and 22 million of them were single and nearly every one of them probably thought their vote doesn't matter and it isn't really worth it and who cares anyway because no matter who wins, everything's still pretty much
run by rich powerful men anyway. Which is, you know, sort of true. But not quite.

Because as Oprah knows, there are powerful men who get it and who love women and who understand their issues and who have cool articulate daughters and opinionated self-defined multilingual firebrand wives (Hi, Teresa), and there are aww-shucks antichoice Texans with lifeless token wives who think your body is government property and you should just pipe down and keep your damn legs closed and go pray to an angry Republican God to forgive your plentiful vagina-induced sins.

Hey, it's your choice. But not for long.

/Mark Morford's Notes & Errata column appears every Wednesday and Friday on SF Gate, unless it appears on Tuesdays and Thursdays, which it never does. Subscribe to this column at sfgate.com/newsletters. /
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"This conjunction of an immense military establishment and a large arms industry is new in the American experience. The total influence, economic, political, even spiritual, is felt in every city, every state house, every office of the Federal government."

--President Dwight D. Eisenhower's Farewell Address to the Nation

Flowers Become Screens

Another sleepless night. Life has become an utter hell. I haven't had a decent night's sleep in
weeks. And when I sleep during the day I wake up with a mild-to-serious heat stroke and a fever.
My head and the inside of the freezer have become very good friends. Mind you, we've had nothing but
90-degree days for the past three or four months here, so it's very hot. And my bedroom faces east.
East with a great big field that just clears the way for Mr. I'm-going-to-burn-your-eyeballs-out-Sun. I just hope
my sleep schedule gets back to normal sometime soon. It does this.... Bastard.

Oh, here comes the sun now. *skin sizzles* Sigh. Can't win.

Go here: http://boymeetsboy.keenspace.com


["My mother was Satan. My father was a lawyer. I'm EVIL INCARNATE." --Tabitha, at BMB.]


Tasteful and romantic yaoi. *sighs wistfully*

Gotta fly!

Tabitha...I mean Jagged

the fact that i adore you is but one of my truths

Funny how the depression hits right when my life is going *great*.

Taught our Japanese dormmate a new English word today: 'fucktard'. To demonstrate, I said that "T" was a 'fucktard.' That was great.

If you want to know how i'm feeling right now, go here: http://www.geocities.com/pirategoddessjessamin/lyrics_schoolnight.html

I listen to the song much too much.

goddess i miss him.

till another hellish day,

jagged

Muchas Gracias

Thank you Phases, for the html advice. It's working now. (Strangely enough, I tried the HTML view thing before and it didn't work. Go figure.)

Yes, I am an angry person. Ask Ashen about it--she lives with me. She says it's one of my finer points. And, frankly, I'd worry about anyone who isn't at least a little angry with the state of affairs in the world today.

And I do support the soldiers--as much as I support them coming home. It's a pointless war, with pointless deaths, and the outcome does not justify them. I have friends who are soldiers. I say good on them, because I know that they do it because of their passionate belief that they're doing something right. I can't say that I share that belief, but I do support them as a friend. However....the amount of emails saying 'pray for the soldiers' that goes out is ridiculous. You never see emails that say 'pray for the Iraqis' just as you would have never seen any 'pray for the Germans who don't agree with Hitler' paraphanalia during WW2. My point is that America is self-centered.


I am not apologizing for anything. I am explaining. And saying thank you for your help.

--Jag

How sexy is your name?

According to studies, the first letter of your first name reveals your sexual identity.

A – You are not particularly romantic, but you are interested in action. You mean business. With you, what you see is what you get. You have no patience for flirting and can't be bothered with someone who is trying to be coy, cute, demure, and subtly enticing. You are an up front person. When it comes to sex, it's action that counts not obscure hints. Your mate's physical attractiveness is important to you. You find the chase and challenge of the "hunt" invigorating. You are passionate and sexual as well as being much more adventurous than you appear; however, you do not go around advertising these qualities. Your physical needs are your primary concern.

B – You give off vibes of lazy sensuality. You enjoy being romanced, wined, and dined. You are very happy to receive gifts as an expression of the affection of your lover. You want to be pampered and know how to pamper your mate. You are private in your expression of endearments and particularly when it comes to lovemaking. You will hold off until everything meets with your approval. You can control your appetite and abstain from sex if need be. You require new sensations and experiences. You are willing to experiment.

C – You are a very social individual, and it is important to you to have a relationship. You require closeness and togetherness. You must be able to talk to your sex partner before, during, and after. You want the object of your affection to be socially acceptable and good looking. You see your lover as a friend and companion. You are very sexual and sensual, needing someone to appreciate and almost worship you. When this cannot be achieved, you have the ability to go for long periods without sexual activity. You are an expert at controlling your desires and doing without.

D – Once you get it into your head that you want someone, you move full steam ahead in pursuit. You do not give up your quest easily. You are nurturing and caring. If someone has a problem, this turns you on. You are highly sexual, passionate, loyal, and intense in your involvement, sometimes possessive and jealous. Sex to you is a pleasure to be enjoyed. You are stimulated by the eccentric and unusual, having a free and open.

E – Your greatest need is to talk. If your date is not a good listener, you have trouble relating. A person must be intellectually stimulating or you are not interested sexually. You need a friend for a lover and a companion for a bedmate. You hate disharmony and disruption, but you do enjoy a good argument once in a while it seems to stir things up. You flirt a lot, for the challenge is more important than the sexual act for you, but once you give your heart away, you are uncompromisingly loyal. When you don't have a good lover to fall asleep with, you will fall asleep with a good book. Sometimes, in fact, you prefer a good book.

F – You are idealistic and romantic, putting your lover on a pedestal. You look for the very best mate you can find. You are a flirt, yet once committed, you are very loyal. You are sensuous, sexual, and privately passionate. Publicly, you can be showy, extravagant, and gallant. You are born romantic. Dramatic love scenes are your favorite fantasy pastime. You can be a very generous lover.

G – You are fastidious, seeking perfection within yourself and your lover. You respond to a lover who is your intellectual equal or superior, and one who can enhance your status. You are sensuous and know how to reach the peak of erotic stimulation, because you work at it meticulously. You can be extremely active sexually that is, when you find the time. Your duties and responsibilities take precedence over everything else. You may have difficulty getting emotionally close to a lover, but no trouble getting close sexually.

H – You seek a mate who can enhance your reputation and earning ability. You will be very generous to your lover once you have attained a commitment. Your gifts are actually an investment in your partner. Before the commitment, though, you tend to be frugal in your spending and dating habits and equally cautious in your sexual involvement. You are a sensual and patient lover.

I – You have a great need to be loved, appreciated... even worshipped. You enjoy luxury, sensuality, and pleasures of the flesh. You look for lovers who know what they are doing. You are not interested in an amateur, unless that amateur wants a tutor. You are fussy and exacting about having your desires satisfied. You are willing to experiment and try new modes of sexual expression. You bore easily and thus require sexual adventure and change. You are more sensual than sexual, but you are sometimes downright lustful.

J – You are totally fucking marvelous!

K – You can be very romantic, attached to the glamour of love. Having a partner is of paramount importance to you. You are free in your expression of love and are willing to take chances, try new sexual experiences and partners, provided it's all in good taste. Brains turn you on. You must feel that your partner is intellectually stimulating, otherwise you will find it difficult to sustain the relationship. You require loving, cuddling, wining, and dining to know that you're being appreciated.

L – You are very romantic, idealistic, and somehow you believe that to love means to suffer. You wind up serving your mate or attracting people who have unusual troubles. You see yourself as your lover's savior. You are sincere, passionate, lustful, and dreamy. You can't help falling in love. You really enjoy stimulating yourself, though you are fairly new to it. You fantasize and get turned on by movies and magazines. You do not tell others of this secret life, nor of your sexual fantasies.

M – You are emotional and intense. When involved in a relationship, you throw your entire being into it. Nothing stops you; there are no holds barred. You are all consuming and crave someone who is equally passionate and intense. You believe in total sexual freedom. You are willing to try anything and everything. Your supply of sexual energy is inexhaustible. You also enjoy mothering your mate.

N – You are crap in bed. Much practice and learning is needed.

O – You are very interested in sexual activities yet secretive and shy about your desires. You can re-channel much of your sexual energy into making money and/or seeking power. You can easily have extended periods of celibacy. You are a passionate, compassionate, sexual lover, requiring the same qualities from your mate. Sex is serious business; thus you demand intensity and diversity, and are willing to try anything or anyone. Sometimes your passions turn to possessiveness, which must be kept in check.

P – You are very conscious of social proprieties. You wouldn't think of doing anything that might harm your image or reputation. Appearances count, therefore, you require a good-looking partner. You also require an intelligent partner. Oddly enough, you may view your partner as your enemy; A good fight stimulates those sex vibes. You are relatively free of sexual hang-ups. You are willing to experiment and try new ways of doing things. You are very social and sensual; you enjoy flirting and need a good deal of physical gratification.

Q – You require constant activity and stimulation. You have tremendous physical energy. It is not easy for a partner to keep up with you, sexually or otherwise. You are an enthusiastic lover and tend to be attracted to people of other ethnic groups. You need romance, hearts and flowers, and lots of conversation to turn you on and keep you going.

R – You are a no-nonsense, action-oriented individual. You need someone who can keep pace with you and who is your intellectual equal the smarter the better. You are turned on more quickly by a great mind than by a great body. However, physical attractiveness is very important to you. You have to be proud of your partner. You are privately very sexy, but you do not brag, you are willing to serve as teacher. Sex is important; you can be a very demanding playmate.

S – You are secretive, self-contained, and shy. You are very sexy, sensual, and passionate, but you do not let on to this. Only in intimate privacy will this part of your nature reveal itself. When it gets down to the nitty-gritty, you are an expert. You know all the little tricks of the trade, can play any role or any game, and take your love life very seriously. You don't fool around. You have the patience to wait for the right person to come along.

T - You are very sensitive, private, and sexually passive; you like a partner who takes the lead. Music, soft lights and romantic thoughts turn you on. You fantasize, but do not tend to fall in and out of love easily. When in love, you are romantic, idealistic, mushy, and extremely intense. You enjoy having your senses and your feelings stimulated, titillated, and teased. You are a great flirt. You can make your relationships fit your dreams, oftentimes all in your own head.

U – You are enthusiastic and idealistic when in love. When not in love, you are in love with love, always looking for someone to adore. You see romance as a challenge. You are a roamer and need adventure, excitement, and freedom. You deal in potential relationships. You enjoy giving gifts and enjoy seeing your mate looking good. Your sex drive is strong and you desire instant ratification. You are willing to put your partner's pleasures above your own.

V – You are individualistic, and you need freedom, space, and excitement. You wait until you know someone well before committing yourself. Knowing someone means psycho-ing him out. You feel a need to get into his head to see what makes him tick. You are attracted to eccentric types. Often there is an age difference between you and your lover. You respond to danger, thrills, and suspense. The gay scene turns you on, even though you yourself may not be a participant.

W – You are very proud, determined, and you refuse to take no for an answer when pursuing love. Your ego is at stake. You are romantic, idealistic, and often in love with love itself, not seeing your partner as he or she really is. You feel deeply and throw all of yourself into your relationships. Nothing is too good for your lover. You enjoy playing love games.

X – You need constant stimulation because you bore quickly. You can handle more than one relationship at a time with ease. You can't shut off your mind. You talk while you make love. You can have the greatest love affairs, all by yourself, in your own head.

Y – You are sexual, sensual, and very independent. If you can't have it your way, you will forgo the whole thing. You want to control your relationships, which doesn't always work out too well. You respond to physical stimulation, enjoy necking and spending hours just touching, feeling and exploring. However, if you can spend your time making money, you will give up the pleasures of the flesh for the moment. You need to prove to yourself and your partner what great lover you are. You want feedback on your performance. You are an open, stimulating, romantic bedmate.

Z – For you, it is business before pleasure. If you are in any way bothered by career, business, or money concerns, you find it very hard to relax and get into the mood. You can be romantically idealistic to a fault and are capable of much sensuality. But you never lose control of your emotions. You are very careful and cautious before you give your heart away and your body, for that matter. Once you make the commitment, though, you stick like glue.

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Well, my initials are J.J. Guess I'm fucking marvelous. Now I wonder why I can't get a date? Not that it matters, as I've taken a vow of celibacy. (Of course, one might wonder why I took that vow...hurts less than being undesirable, I suppose?)

Anyway. I got this off Ask Hagatha. Thought it'd be fun to post.

Love and mouseheads
Jagged

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"Time heals all wounds. So does ale."


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"Love helps time pass; time helps love pass."


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"Mike Hardware was the kind of private eye who didn't know the
meaning of the word 'fear'; a man who could laugh in the face of danger
and spit in the eye of death -- in short, a moron with suicidal
tendencies."

(I don't know who wrote this and I don't take credit for it.)

No one mourns the wicked

Had a weird dream last night:

My old high school wanted to put on The Wiz again with the original cast of characters. I was slim in the dream, and I wanted Evillene's costume to be black tights, a leopard print leotard, and my black mesh shirt. Ms. L. was mad, though, because I was singing No Good Deed instead of No Bad News.


Yeah. Weird.

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I'm eating breakfast right now at 3 in the afternoon, which is a sordid affair involving a spoon and a pint of Ben and Jerry's. Aah, college life.

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I hate hypocrisy. Like when people tell you to pick up after yourself yet their laundry is strewn all over the place. Just as a random example.

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Had a mild panic this morning at 4 am. I found a lump in my armpit. I immediately thought this little monologue, or something like it: A lump! Oh my goddess, cancer! Oh, I'm going to die! I'm 18, I'm too young to die! What about my career as a broadway star? Oh, will this screw up the trip to Guatemala? What about my classes? Will I need chemo? Will I lose a breast and look like an Amazon, which would improve my archery skills but kill my sex life dead like a lightning bolt hits a frog?

Mind you, I hadn't slept, so I was a bit paranoid. So I got it checked out and it's a surface lump. Slap some hydrocortisone cream on it and I'll be good as new. Or good as I was before, which was slightly used.

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Well, I just finished the pint, meaning I'm out of ice cream, meaning I need to go shopping with the 15-odd dollars I have to last me till Tuesday. Fun.

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"My road of good intentions led where such roads always lead..." --Elphaba, Wicked, No Good Deed.


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Adiosa all
Jagged

Ethnocentrism and the functions of terrible things

I just got an email from someone I know who wrote to someone in Korea, basically saying that because of the abuse suffered by dogs and cats in that country, the entire country was at fault and should be nuked out of existence.

Isn't this the same kind of stuff that our Great World Leaders® are saying?

Look: I do not, under any circumstances, condone the abuse of animals, human or non-human. I do not condone eating the meat of endangered or non-endangered species. I think we have to be strict with ourselves to restore the Balance. But just because I do not condone these practices does not mean I condone the outright hate bordering on racism towards the countries that practice them. I do not hate Japan or Japanese people because the Wal-Marts there sell whale meat, and neither do I hate Korea because they torture dogs and cats for the sake of their mens' libidos.

I do also recognize that at one point there was probably a function for these practices, and while recognizing that I must point out to anyone who does condone the torture of non-/human animals for these reasons that there is no more function for these practices and they should stop.

This person I know (who shall not be named) is right in her thinking that torture of any species is wrong. She is wrong to insult all of Korea, and to say that it's all the mens' fault as well. We have no one to blame but ourselves, as humans, as men, as women. Blaming everything on one gender or one culture is as wrong as torturing other species. We must have Balance.



Ok, rant's over. It just pisses me off that well-educated people (try about 5 degrees) can be so narrow-minded.

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And as for my last post.....


let me explain.


I am a straight-A student, mostly. I'm not bragging, it's just fact. I've bullshitted my way through the past 4 years of High School, and I apparently and wrongly thought I could do the same in college. I'm carrying 20 credits this semester and I just had a nervous breakdown, wherein one of my A's most definitely turned into a C if not a D. This, combined with the fact that I don't know where my next meal is coming from let alone whether or not I'm ever going to get to Guatemala, and my excruiciating ear infection, sparked my dormant suicidal-tendencies. Now, I wouldn't really kill myself, as my dormmates would stop me, but I was, at one point, very very depressed for a period of 9 years. I fought it and won but didn't realize how easy it was to slip and fall again. I'm regaining unsteady footing, but it's better than nothing. I should be fine if we sell our house soon, so I can have some money.


Thank you for all your concern and warm wishes. I promise not to kill myself. I'm much better now, and the ear infection is almost totally gone.



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In other, less serious news, I cut my hair short because I didn't feel like combing out the dreadlocks that had appeared in about 5 days of not brushing. It's much better now, and one of our dorm-buddies from across the hall brushed it and cut it for me, so it looks pretty cool for a kitchen-scissor-hair-cut.


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I've decided: I'll shave when I'm slim. For those of you living with me, you know what I'm talking about. Anyone else probably does not want to know.

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I finished half a Latin lesson, part of my way-overdue World Civ work, and I should be....ok....maybe....for my courses. Not fine, not good, but ok...maybe. Cross your fingers that I don't go postal.

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Ok.

I need to go and sleep, wash my hair, among other things, but not in that order.

Nos da, cariad!
(Welsh for "Good night, sweetheart!")

Jagged.....slowly smoothing over time.

slits wrists

I'm going to kill myself. In an interesting fashion. Over a period of time.




STRUMPET! OUT, STRUMPET! TART! AS;DKLFHVB'ADS.KJBJVA;SDKNVKLASDJFL;KSADJF;LKSADL;KFAS;LKDFJ;SADLFKJSA;LDFJ;LSAJKFSDL;KFJSALD.



Ok, now that that's over with.



adios
jag

Re: all those fecking emails

You know those emails that say "PRAY FOR THE SOLDIERS!" and ask you to forward them on to ten gazillion people? I fecking HATE them. So here's my response:

Let me just say:

a: I don't need to send on a chain letter for someone to say "I love you" to me, so that's not why I'm sending it.

b: How about offering a prayer for all the innocent Iraqi civilians that died in the Great Fictitious War? How about a prayer for all the people we killed when we bombed the crap out of Kosovo on April 20th, 1999 (ironically the same day as the Columbine incident)? How about a prayer for all the Chileans murdered in the U.S. coup on September 11th, 1973? There are others out there in need of our prayers. Don't narrow your views to think that only America matters. We are one race--the human race. We are brothers and sisters. We are one family on this dying earth. If we lose touch with our roots, we are forever lost.

Fucking patriotism.

fucking motherfucking shit

blogdrive and the internet are both pissing me right the fuck off right now. my computer has been infected with spyware. which sucks. and blogdrive is being a WHORE. even more so than usual.

of course, now they'll probably kick me off their site for insulting them, but I wouldn't if some features worked, like the html or the picture insert. that would be nice.


TWITCHINGFUCKINGTWITCH.

J is my favorite Letter

No, really, it is. So many wonderful things begin with J:

Jagged
My real name, which shall not be mentioned here
The name of my soul-mate (and some stupid spyware on my computer has turned this into a link to one of those fucking matchmaking things, which just pisses me right the fuck off), which shall also not be mentioned here for different reasons
Jocular
Janus-faced
Jugular
The Roman Goddess Jana
Jiggly
Jiggy

Jewel
Jules, a character from one of my books
Jolly
.........

and i went to m-w.com to find a complete list of the letter J, but the bastards no longer do so. Twitch.



in other news, i'm in so much pain right now that I literally wish to die. my ears---both of 'em---are infected, and for the past twenty minutes so and for the undefinable future, they feel like they're going to explode. I want to die. it hurts so much i can't think---i can't cry out. on top of this, i'm having gastro-intestinal pain like you wouldn't believe, or would want to know about. tmi, i know.


aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaauuuuuuuuuuuuuugggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

that was my cry of pain that i won't articulate out loud.

yes. and don't go to my other blog. i deleted it.



i have to go scream in agony.

cheers,
jag