Watching actual footage of Ann Coulter speak makes me feel dirty. Looking at her, I'm made aware of the fact that the withered state of her soul has spread so far and so deep that it's now showing fully through her empty eyes and sunken cheekbones. Honestly, she looks more like a corpse than anything else. And still so young! Normally I see older people, who look like they've been smoking all their lives, and I think how much they look like skeletons already.
But Coulter evokes it too.
Now, in case you haven't already seen it:
Henry Rollins: A Love Letter to Ann Coulter
and here's Keith Olbermann of MSNBC telling it like it is.
Amen.
But Coulter evokes it too.
Now, in case you haven't already seen it:
Henry Rollins: A Love Letter to Ann Coulter
and here's Keith Olbermann of MSNBC telling it like it is.
Amen.
Now that SuicideGirls has officially become Myspace, I feel less inclined than ever to post here.
I see that the boards concerning this new look are vast and growing vaster every second, so I'm sure there's nothing new to say about it. As this goes to press, it seems that the Hate forum is in its 29th page, and the Praise... its 7th.
Let's see that again.
Hate: 29
Praise: 7
We'll let the numbers speak for themselves.
And I refuse to choose 'top 5' friends. What a ridiculous idea.
I see that the boards concerning this new look are vast and growing vaster every second, so I'm sure there's nothing new to say about it. As this goes to press, it seems that the Hate forum is in its 29th page, and the Praise... its 7th.
Let's see that again.
Hate: 29
Praise: 7
We'll let the numbers speak for themselves.
And I refuse to choose 'top 5' friends. What a ridiculous idea.
I got internet at home. This is very nice.
Although I'm afraid it may put me at odds with the woman I live with... I gave Comcast the go-ahead to drill a bit of a hole in my wall to install the modem, and didn't really check with her beforehand. Ah well, it's done now.
I did write a little note apologizing. And offered her free use of the compy. My only concern is that she turns out to be the type who silently resents me forever instead of just telling me she's irritated.
I've just had enough of that passive-aggressive unpleasantness in my life, thank you very much.
p.s. no offense to any of you, but if I find you guilty of abusing the *spoilers* function, I'm boycotting your journals on principle.
Although I'm afraid it may put me at odds with the woman I live with... I gave Comcast the go-ahead to drill a bit of a hole in my wall to install the modem, and didn't really check with her beforehand. Ah well, it's done now.
I did write a little note apologizing. And offered her free use of the compy. My only concern is that she turns out to be the type who silently resents me forever instead of just telling me she's irritated.
I've just had enough of that passive-aggressive unpleasantness in my life, thank you very much.
p.s. no offense to any of you, but if I find you guilty of abusing the *spoilers* function, I'm boycotting your journals on principle.
I fucking hate nightmares. Ugh.
I don't know why I'm dreaming more of her now... it's been almost a week and you'd think the worst lot would have been in the first few days. Maybe housesitting has something to do with it, not being in my own room and all.
Tomorrow I start my new job. Finally. With so much free time, I've found myself doing less than ever, wasting it on the computer instead of writing or reading - or just simply doodling - to help keep me from getting too down about it. But now there will again be structure; again I'll be on a schedule. I cannot wait.
But I miss that girl.
So here I go. My last day before I go back to work. I think I'll walk back to my house, water my plants, take care of a few errands, and then sit out on the porch, drink some coffee, and read my book. Maybe I'll even write something. Maybe I'll draw a picture.
There are cracks appearing in the roof.
Amen.
Listen: The Dresden Dolls - Delilah
I don't know why I'm dreaming more of her now... it's been almost a week and you'd think the worst lot would have been in the first few days. Maybe housesitting has something to do with it, not being in my own room and all.
Tomorrow I start my new job. Finally. With so much free time, I've found myself doing less than ever, wasting it on the computer instead of writing or reading - or just simply doodling - to help keep me from getting too down about it. But now there will again be structure; again I'll be on a schedule. I cannot wait.
But I miss that girl.
So here I go. My last day before I go back to work. I think I'll walk back to my house, water my plants, take care of a few errands, and then sit out on the porch, drink some coffee, and read my book. Maybe I'll even write something. Maybe I'll draw a picture.
There are cracks appearing in the roof.
Amen.
Listen: The Dresden Dolls - Delilah
Eh. It's not that I'm lazy, it's that I just don't care.
I am, however, lazy when it comes to looking for a job. Apathy breeds depression, in this case, so I'm finally really trying. Sick of sitting around thinking about my ex and what to do with all my free time. I've run out of B5 to watch and there's only so many times you can check your inbox.
Lesse. In other news, the summer mix is coming along nicely. You people still working on your spring mixes, well... look at the time, kids.
Maybe I'm just anal retentive.
You know what is great? This book.
Oh, and this, too.
Okay. I'm gonna go. I'll try not to wait two weeks for the next one.
I am, however, lazy when it comes to looking for a job. Apathy breeds depression, in this case, so I'm finally really trying. Sick of sitting around thinking about my ex and what to do with all my free time. I've run out of B5 to watch and there's only so many times you can check your inbox.
Lesse. In other news, the summer mix is coming along nicely. You people still working on your spring mixes, well... look at the time, kids.
Maybe I'm just anal retentive.
You know what is great? This book.
Oh, and this, too.
Okay. I'm gonna go. I'll try not to wait two weeks for the next one.
I never make a point to update. I assure you, I'm still alive...
Though I've not been too busy. Mostly I'm enjoying have the time to watch copious amounts of Babylon 5, drink good beer, and see friends. I just don't spend a lot of time on this website anymore, beyond my capacity as pseudo-lurker (read: I check all your journals daily, but I'm too lazy to update my own).
Big big love.
Though I've not been too busy. Mostly I'm enjoying have the time to watch copious amounts of Babylon 5, drink good beer, and see friends. I just don't spend a lot of time on this website anymore, beyond my capacity as pseudo-lurker (read: I check all your journals daily, but I'm too lazy to update my own).
Big big love.
Eh? Eh? I like my new profile picture....
Does anyone else find that if you listen to a song enough, it becomes less words and music, and more just sounds? You stop thinking about what it means altogether... this happens with the Beatles a lot.
Maybe it's just me.
Does anyone else find that if you listen to a song enough, it becomes less words and music, and more just sounds? You stop thinking about what it means altogether... this happens with the Beatles a lot.
Maybe it's just me.
You know what is nice?
Being brought coffee in bed, complete with soy milk and sugar. It just makes a boy feel loved.
Now I'm going to go do the jumble and soak up some Vitamin D.
I love that man of mine...
Being brought coffee in bed, complete with soy milk and sugar. It just makes a boy feel loved.
Now I'm going to go do the jumble and soak up some Vitamin D.
I love that man of mine...
