2001/09/17 12:33 recognizing that politics are people. I don’t see any need to bust off on politics, but I do need to do this for myself and for everyone else that’s been wondering what I have to say about this situation.. TUESDAY 9/11/01 The buildings went down across the river. World Trade Center towers that…
So I will say nothing more about my friend Georgie the Ineffective today. Except that I have no idea how it is that they say 48% of people polled approve of his handling of the hurricane relief. Who tare they? These 48%? Are you fkidding me? Did they poll the rich politicians in the white…
well. you know how I want to puke and vomit and slander all things presiduncially related. but sometimes it is easier to hide and smother oneself in the faux safety of our individual realities. faux I will call it because it’s about as permanent as life itself. sometimes it is easier to dream away from…
where a person…and not a good person. or rather a very unannounced being, takes on a whole new meaning in the schematics, the scheme of living. I find this to be the case with just about everyone who is less than stellar. or rather less than obvious in my life. like when you are walking…
regardless…this fighting of ours. we need to unite as a people, or die trying. i have not felt such rage and anger for this government and all this country supposedly represents probably ever before. I know you laugh, thinking I am all about trashing it all, getting caught in my conspiracy theories. but this place,…
Or several billion missing dollars. I coax the apathetic to take a look at these galleries: http://www.nola.com/hurricane/photos/ The devastation photos are the clearest.
Well if there was a week to hate Bush and “god”, this would be it. He gets called away from one of his lengthy and frequent vacations to address the gulf coast disaster, or rather the complete obliteration of New Orleans. And people ask, why, where is the money to help our own country? Where’s…
So I started the job. Fun. I find it strange, the benefits. Bagels every morning, a fridge stocked full of snapples and sodas and juice and water. Everyone seems to be enjoying themselves, save a rowdy face or two. That whole positive work environment and such. I think this place, if the people don’t turn…
Damn it. Err… Life has thrown me for lots of loops lately. And not even so many loops, but I feel like I am jumping through hoops to sustain my physical and emotional state of mind. I have found myself pudddled up, ashamed, observing myself as if I were not myself, but another person I…
the most pointless and absurd way to argue. Forget you, Ikea, I say, unable to comprehend the complexity of putting a simple bed frame together that takes up three hours. Oh well. My room is quite smashing, if I do say so myself. It is stop sign red with billions of flecks of gold glitter…
