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The new LJ has arrived, children.
Please redirect yourself to ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) rantsinmypants, and for the sake of all that is holy, update your friends list.</span>
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| Gloria, there are HIPPIES on your lawn! |
[09 Aug 2005|07:41pm] |
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College visiting was very nice.
We decided not to go to Hampshire, because neither of us was really interested in it (don't ask why we had it on the list). We started at Mt. Holyoke on Monday morning, and the tour was over an hour long. On crutches, friends, that is a very long time. It ended with me collapsing in the middle of the campus and puking everywhere, so when we left I drank six bottles of water and it was all set. I liked it (the college, not the barfing), but I'm not sure I liked how isolated it was from any sort of city. The library was amazing, and outside the science building was this excellent spiral chart of the chemical elements, but I don't think anyone thought it was as cool as I did. I'm a loser.
Smith was nice. I doubt I'd ever get accepted to Smith, and again, it's not close to any sort of city, so it wasn't my favorite or anything.
I didn't like Clark. It was ugly, but there was more than that. It's difficult to explain.
We didn't go to Wellesley because it ended up taking us two goddamn hours to get to Brandeis on Tuesday morning from the hotel in Framingham and Wellesley is but a dream for me, but Brandeis was excellent. We got a private tour with a VERY handsome young man named Jonathan, and I just generally liked the place. You can see the Boston skyline from a few points on campus, so it made me feel better than Mt. Holyoke and Smith did. It was prettier-looking than Clark. The first thing we saw was the undergraduate theater, and Jonathan was like "This is where we watched the 2004 presidential debates" and I was like "Sign me up, bitch!"
Northeastern was very VERY nice, from what I saw of it, but they wouldn't let me use a wheelchair for "insurance purposes", which I thought was complete bullshit because unless their wheelchairs have a habit of collapsing and falling through fissures in the Earth's crust, I doubt I was less of a liability on my crutches. And someone lost their underwear on the stairwell. Anyway. Northeastern was very nice, and I liked it very much (as Aly said I probably would) but I didn't see a lot of it and that made me angry. When I'm less of a cripple I'm going back to Brandeis for an interview, so I'll probably drop by Northeastern then and take the tour. It was nice that it was right in Boston, but I'm slightly afraid that the city would provide WAY too much distraction if it were directly available to me.
I realized on Monday that I have absolutely no way of paying for college. I never questioned how I'd pay, because I always figured I'd go, and I had no reason to doubt it. But now it's getting closer, and applications cost money, and... I have no money. I'm not eligible for scholarships anywhere, either, because everyone's a better student than I am. If I can't even scrape together $65 for an application fee, how the hell am I supposed to pay over $35,000 for ONE YEAR of college, let alone four times that much for my entire undergraduate education? I'll probably have to sell myself to Satan- I'm damned anyway for various minor offenses (idolatry, every deadly sin ever) and some more serious ones (eating breakfast and going straight to Communion, never confessing after the first one, and hinting this one time that maybe Jesus was on mushrooms at some point in His life).
IN OTHER NEWS
Oh, EXCELLENT, more about Jennifer Wilbanks. She's mowing the lawn. Seriously, that is what the article is about. Jennifer Wilbanks... is mowing the lawn.
I will say this once, and then I will move on:
SFOPDGMPRGM3PI4MHY-29RMPSFLMNPETOJ-3HJ[h SHUT THE FUCK UP.
So are we planning on invading Venezuela now? Chavez says we can't stop "caressing the idea of invading Cuba or Venezuela". He makes it sound so dirty. Like we're going to go over there and sodomize his country with the 82nd Airborne.
Yeah, I don't really have anything else to say.
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| the king likes daniel more than me and you |
[07 Aug 2005|07:53pm] |
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Tomorrow: Smith, Mt. Holyoke, Hampshire, Clark.
The next day: Wellesley, Brandeis, BU, BC, Northeastern.
I have Leopold, some chocolate covered raisins, and $50, all in a very cute purse that I kifed from mei mater this morning.
I am set.
Also: excited.
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| His plan was foiled by the crew's Satanic competence. |
[06 Aug 2005|04:23pm] |
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A few days ago, Brittany and I wrote to Lyla Baldwin about Brittany's AP score, and I told her I broke my foot and was enjoying the Catullus book immensely. What she wrote back affirmed my love for her:
Megan...what did you kick that you broke your foot?
Oh, but she knows me SO well.
IN OTHER NEWS
White House Denies Existence Of Karl Rove. First I laughed. Then I wept for humanity.
I probably talk too much about politics.
We're going to visit some colleges in Massachusetts on Tuesday, which will be SPLENDID.
( and now you can see some pictures )
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| some day mother will die and i'll get the money |
[05 Aug 2005|10:44am] |
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Aha ha ha ha. Bob Novak is so silly. And suspended.
Last night's Daily Show was mostly the best one I've seen in a while, mostly. "You wouldn't bounce that? Because I know someone who would." I wish my car horn played Hava Nageela.
Can somebody please tell me what is wrong with Bill O'Reilly? There has to be some sort of medical disorder afflicting him, because NOBODY could be such an asshat of their own accord.
Also- can someone please tell me why every credit card corporation puts their calling centers in the middle of Alabama and staffs them with women who apparently never finished the third grade, let alone customer service training? This one company has been calling my house every morning like clockwork for the past week. They're calling for the woman who USED to have our phone number, and I tell them that EVERY SINGLE TIME by pressing 4 ("if this person can no longer be reached at this number") but THEY CALL BACK EVERY DAY.
So today, friends, I took action. Instead of pressing 4, I pressed 1. I spoke to a representative. This is how the conversation went:
Representative: "Yes, ah'm lookin' fer a (name of woman)?"
Me: "She doesn't live here anymore, but, uh, here's the thing."
Representative: "Okay, thank yew."
Me: "NO, wait. You guys have called five times in the past week, and I always press the button indicating that she does not reside here anymore, and yet you keep calling."
Representative: "[unintelligible muttering]"
Me: "Excuse me?"
Representative: "Whut?"
Me: "SHE DOESN'T LIVE HERE. THIS IS NOT HER PHONE NUMBER ANYMORE."
Representative: "Do yew know this purrrrson?"
Me: "No, I do not. She doesn't live here."
Representative: "Do yew know whurr ah kin reach hurr?"
Me: "I DON'T EVEN KNOW HER."
Representative: "Okay, thank yew."
And then she hung up on me.
The moral of the story is this: never staff your call centers with idiots, because it will upset me.
The end.
PS: I'm giving serious thought to changing the message on my cell phone's answering service to a play on George Costanza's Greatest American Hero theme:
"Believe it or not, Meg isn't at home, please leave a message at the beep... I must be out, or I'd pick up the phone, wheeeere could I beeeee? Believe it or not, I'm not home...."
My life is so boring.
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| Catullus talks to doors /shrug |
[03 Aug 2005|12:46pm] |
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Everyone with me, now: STFU.
"I think that part of education is to expose people to different schools of thought," Bush said. "You're asking me whether or not people ought to be exposed to different ideas, the answer is yes." ... The theory of intelligent design says life on earth is too complex to have developed through evolution, implying that a higher power must have had a hand in creation.
science: n 1. knowledge or a system of knowledge covering general truths or the operation of general laws especially as obtained and tested through the scientific method and concerned with the physical world and its phenomena.
Intelligent Design theory doesn't belong in science class. If it gets taught alongside evolution to expose people to different ideas, I move for the creation of a new science curriculum: one part evolution, one part intelligent design, and one part... Flying Spaghetti Monsterism.
I'm sorry that you have not accepted Flying Spaghetti Monster and His Noodly Appendage into your life, President Bush, but the time has come for movement forward. You cannot ignore Him forever- He is always watching over us.
( touched by His noodly appendage )
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| the Supreme Court was originally titled "Trimalchio in West Egg" |
[02 Aug 2005|02:25pm] |
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"The Articles of Confederation vested the majority of power in the states' hands, a poor idea given South Carolina's immaturity and how angry New Hampshire got when it was drunk."
It's like 436 degrees Kelvin in here.
With regards to the Bolton nomination: whatever. I've kind of stopped caring about it. I mean, the vacancy didn't literally occur during the recess of the Senate, but... there it was, during the recess of the Senate. And can he really do that much harm? Yes, the UN is at a crucial point regarding its mission over the next few years and shit's going down in Iran and Sudan, but... there are 190 ambassadors besides Bolton. Is Bolton going to be the end of the United Nations? No. Is he going to be the end of this Republic? Certainly not. Frankly, Bolton is the least of this country's problems.
I just hope the recess appointment doesn't lead to more immaturity on the part of Democratic senators, because the "I'm going to block every person he nominates for the rest of his term!" mentality is stupid no matter what party you belong to.
IN OTHER NEWS
<3.
Flying Spaghetti Monster- may you forever be touched by His noodly appendage. You may be interested to know that global warming, earthquakes, hurricanes, and other natural disasters are a direct effect of the shrinking numbers of pirates since the 1800s.
I'm really hungry, and there isn't any food. Someone should fix that.
I'm getting my hair cut tomorrow.
STOP
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lunchtime.
OH, OH... I suck.
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| he loves jelly the most |
[31 Jul 2005|08:47pm] |
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Blockbuster SUCKS, dude. They didn't have Apocalypse Now, Tea With Mussolini, OR Platoon. Such losers.
On the other hand, check my mad icon-making skillz.
I think it's a bad idea for the Democrats to run Hillary Clinton in 2008. From a political standpoint, if the Democrats want the White House, they can't run such a controversial candidate- she's a woman AND she's Bill Clinton's wife. The GOP would destroy her with Whitewater like Kerry with the Swift boat. I don't think a more polarizing possible candidate exists.
LA LA LA LA LA, warm it up.
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| one! two! three! fourteen! |
[28 Jul 2005|02:53pm] |
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If you're registered on the Times site, check this out.
"I must say from a common-sense standpoint, driving back and forth to work to the C.I.A. headquarters, I don't know if that really qualifies as being, you know, covert," Mr. Roberts said. "But generically speaking, it is a very serious matter."
What they're saying, you understand, is that Karl Rove can't be held responsible for outing Valerie Plame if they redefine the word "undercover".
Seriously. That's how the Senate gets things done these days. Thank you, Pat Roberts, for making me want to throw up all over my keyboard.
Similarly, it's not a "war on terror" anymore, it's a "global struggle against extremism". Oh yes. I am seeing QUITE the trend here.
IN OTHER NEWS: Santorum!
"If the Supreme Court says that you have the right to consensual sex within your home, then you have the right to bigamy, you have the right to polygamy, you have the right to incest, you have the right to adultery. You have the right to anything...It all comes from, I would argue, this right to privacy that doesn't exist in my opinion in the United States Constitution."
My first reaction to that statement was a very, very delayed "Whaaaaaat?"
The good Senator went on to whine that the right to privacy doesn't EXIST in the Constitution, that it was created in Griswold v. Connecticut (1965), which held that the right to privacy included the right for married couples to use contraceptives.
Admittedly, the Constitution doesn't have the word "privacy" in it anywhere. Personally, I would say (along with the seven concurring opinions in Griswold) the right to privacy is established within several fundamental Constitutional guarantees: the First, Fourth, Fifth, and Fourteenth Amendments. Even the Third Amendment (quartering of soldiers) could be argued to create a zone of privacy. Wrapping all those up is the Ninth Amendment, which was added because James Madison was afraid that later interpreters of the Constitution might argue that citizens had surrendered any rights not specifically mentioned in the Constitution when they drew up the Bill of Rights.
Madison was a smart man. He knew that one day, a long time from 1791, an assface of a man named Rick Santorum would suggest that interpreting the Constitution was only okay if it meant a ban on anything immoral, like gay people. He knew, kids. He knew, and he made provisions.
The problem with Santorum's line of reasoning is this: The Supreme Court was not created to promote a lifestyle, nor is it the Court's job to uphold any institution other than that of the United States Constitution. I just presented my interpretation of how the Constitution allows a right to privacy to U.S. citizens. Where's the interpretation of how the Constitution prevents an individual citizen from getting an abortion, or the interpretation of how the Constitution prevents gay marriage? The Bill of Rights allows freedoms- it doesn't prohibit them.
"But the Bible says-" NO. The Bible has no legal standing. The Supreme Court does not interpret the Bible, it interprets the Constitution. Court cases are not decided on morality, or on how little Tommy might feel if his friend Johnny has two dads- they're decided on what the Constitution says, as interpreted by the nine Supreme Court justices. The Supreme Court decided that State laws against abortion were unconstitutional. That's it. They didn't have to consider what God thinks about it, or what the Ten Commandments say. They looked at the State laws, they looked at the Constitution, they made their decision. Le fin.
I'm warning you now, if Rick Santorum EVER makes it to the White House, I am packing my shit and moving to Russia. Hell, if he runs in 2008, I will drop out of college and hasten to the nearest Democratic candidate's headquarters, because FUCK if I'm going to let that asshole anywhere near the Oval Office. YOU HEAR ME, SANTORUM? YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE TO GET THROUGH ME FIRST!
(He's totally quaking in his D.C. office right now.)
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[26 Jul 2005|11:50am] |
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I've been sorting through all my books, and... well, shit, ya'll. Apparently a few years ago I went through a Russian literature stage and the experience was so painful I blocked it out of my memory. Tolstoy and Dostoyevsky and Gogol, oh MY! I remember reading Anna Karenina and not really caring for it, but I liked Crime and Punishment and Diary of a Madman and The Nose. I think.
On a similar note: HEMINGWAY! I highly recommend A Moveable Feast and The Sun Also Rises. Also: STEINBECK! Read East of Eden or I'll cut you.
There are three words in the English language that begin with the letters "dw".
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| i love you, Lewis Black. |
[25 Jul 2005|02:41pm] |
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"It's absolutely stupid that we live without an ozone layer. We've got men, we've got rockets, we've got saran wrap. FIX IT."
RANDOM ITALY STORY: When we came back to Boston, a fruit-sniffing dog came over to us and went nuts over Eileen Matrazzo's carry-on bag. The security guard was like "Do you have any fruit in your bag?" and Matrazzo said no, so he dragged the dog away. Then Matrazzo turned around, looked at me, and said: "Thank God that's only a fruit-sniffing dog, or else they would have found my cocaine."
Just a reminder of how awesome Eileen Matrazzo really is.
Mei mater got me that book "Eragon" for Christmas last year, and I wasn't very keen on reading it because science fiction is REALLY not my genre of choice. I will happily read the inauguration speeches of every President this country has ever had, but I would rather eat a book about fairies and elves than read it. (sidenote: I recommend both of Lincoln's and Clinton's first, but stay away from Wilson and Cleveland).
But Eragon? Eragon was okay. It had no fairies, and the dwarves and elves weren't really showcased that much. I finished it last night, and while I'm not pining for the rest of the series, I'd read it if it were presented to me.
American University has been sending me letters about how awesome they are. This excites me. Apparently they don't know how much I want to attend school there, because they keep trying to engage my interest ("Mom! Mom! Look! I can do a cartwheel! Look at me!"). It's pretty sweet.
I'm going to crawl back downstairs and watch more television. It's Marathon Monday, kids, and I think Rick Santorum is going to be on the Daily Show tonight. Hooray!
( if it weren't for my horse, i wouldn't have spent that year in college )
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[24 Jul 2005|11:45am] |
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My entire body is peeling.
The Commerce Clause rocks my socks.
Umm... so... yeah. Foot's still pretty broken. Getting up the stairs is a bitch. I've been spending my days watching really random television programs like "Little House on the Prairie" and Julia Child's cooking show, which is 2323462 times better than Bobby Flay's because Flay is an asshat and Julia Child is fucking awesome.
I had the most amazing dream ever last night, but I'm not going to tell you about it because I hate when people force me to listen to their own insipid dreams.
What use is that color chart for detecting terrorism (or whatever) if we don't change it when bombs go off in London and Cairo within two weeks of each other? The Pentagon apparently beefed up security, and that's cool, but the attacks in the UK and Egypt weren't near government institutions, they were in places with high civilian populations. Does that not merit a jump on the chart?
( They're 216 years old now. It's high time they learned some responsibility. )
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| and i'll say, why don't you go fuck yourself? |
[22 Jul 2005|11:14am] |
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I have a 30% off coupon for Border's, but I can't use it because I can't leave the house because I can't drive because I can't use my right foot I WANT TO SHOOT MYSELF. I got another cast yesterday, and... it's pretty sweet, I guess? I don't know. I really really REALLY wish I could drive, or maybe if my friends knew where I lived and were cool enough they could be like "hey Megan, I'll come pick you up and we can hang out" because I drive 25 miles to THEIR houses every fucking day, but I'm just really whiny because I've been bored for 48 hours straight and it does things to the mind, IT DOES THINGS TO THE MIND.
Mei mater bought me this amazing coloring book to pass the time- it's called "Letters to God" and every page has a drawing of some little kid with a puppy or another little kid or some flowers and there's writing on the top like this: "Dear God, thanks for friends! Next to you, he's my BEST friend!" I am not even slightly joking. And every five pages has a verse from the Bible, usually a psalm or a snippet from Ezekiel, because all little kids must learn about Judgment Day.
Hee.
And now I'm going to a doctor's appointment with my aunt because we are just that cool, but before I go, I give you the handywork of Sean and Chris.
( what up, bitches? J-Pizzle here )
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| and the lord said unto Megan's philange: "TAKE THAT, BITCH" |
[20 Jul 2005|02:19pm] |
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SHAZAAM!
Camp was SUCH good deals. YOU DON'T EVEN KNOOOOOW. There was tubing and heiling and a fire and my milkshake and possibly four men in my bed, I don't really know. Even the end where I broke my foot and had to get crutches was awesome. I'll post pictures later, once I get the thing plugged in to the other... thing. I don't know. My foot hurts. I have to crawl up two flights of stairs to get to the computer. KIBBLES AND BITS, KIBBLES AND BITS, I PAY TAXES, DAMMIT!
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| The Kool-Aid man burst through the wall at Jonestown and was like, "OH...SHIT!" |
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I should really, really be getting ready for work right now, but I immensely don't feel like it. I haven't packed anything for CAMP(omgsquee)!, nor have I located my sleeping bag. WHATEV.
I saw my absolute favorite X-Files episode last night, the one where some shape-shifting man impregnates a bunch of women and all their babies have tails and Mulder's like "ALIENS!" and Scully's like "DATE RAPE!" and then Scully's hair looks really good and Mulder just looks really sexy and the shape-shifter locks Mulder in a closet and pretends to be him and is like "Hey Scully, let's get it on" but before anything happens Mulder bursts in and is all "GET THE HELL AWAY FROM THE THREE-SEASONS-FROM-NOW MOTHER OF MY ALIEN LOVE CHILD, ASSHOLE" and the shape-shifting dude is arrested.
So... yeah. I'll be gone till Wednesday-ish, children. I leave you with two very prominent pictures of Bradley Whitford. Adieu!
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is coming soon. Tomorrow night, actually. And I'm ridiculously excited.
I fell asleep this morning at four o'clock and woke up at eight thirty to go shopping for a bathing suit (for CAMP!) so I'm kind of tired. I'm on page 407, and it's truly a lovely book, but I must express my extreme fear that Remus Lupin is going to die. Rowling's pretty good with the Latin and the mythology, and if you don't know the story of the founding of Rome you can get the hell out of my journal right now, so it stands to reason that something nasty is going to befall him. It saddens me greatly.
I have wasted precious time writing that I could have spent reading. AWAY, PLEBES!
Addendum: I just finished the book. I started at 2:30 in the morning, took a five and a half-hour break, and finished it at 2:30 in the afternoon. My conclusion? Take your time with the 7th book, Ms. Rowling, because I can wait a while.
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This article filled me with joy and hope.
This article crushed my joy and hope like a leopard seal crushes penguins between its molars.
I said it before, and I'll say it again: Roe v. Wade isn't going anywhere. I'm not even that worried about abortion, because abortion is not the issue. The issue is finding another pragmatical jurist to replace D'OC, and keeping away idealogues of the Scalia and Thomas type (I am looking at you, Janice Brown). If they find a pragmatist with a respect for precedent, whether liberal, moderate, or conservative, I'll be pleased. And if Rehnquist is forced to step down before they confirm someone for D'OC's replacement, it might classify as a minor political miracle.
In other news, I plan on getting my Harry Potter book at midnight tonight and finishing it by noon tomorrow. East of Eden will have to be put on hold for twelve hours.
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[14 Jul 2005|07:35pm] |
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Okay, never mind the whole Friends Only thing. Technically, I don't care who reads my Livejournal. There was one person- one!- reading this that I wasn't exactly thrilled about, but when you put stuff up on the internet for all the world to see I guess shit happens.
And besides, if my journal is Friends Only, how will it attract any drama? It has the right to the same amount of drama as all the other journals, and who am I to deny it that right? NOBODY, THAT'S WHO. In fact, since I've denied it drama so long, I owe it to my Livejournal to get a few heated arguments started:
We are in Iraq because we need to kick some terrorist ass. Stop complaining, you dumbass pansy liberals, because George Bush is the fucking best President ever, and FDR sucked because he was a cripple. RICK SANTORUM IN 2008!
THERE. GO AHEAD, KIDS. START THE DRAMA. I AM SO READY.
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[14 Jul 2005|02:22pm] |
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Brittany has 1,399 songs on her computer, and some of them are SO FUCKING AWESOME. Long Cool Woman in a Black Dress? ROCK.
I spent a ton of money on books today. I suck at life: Ulysses, The Sun Also Rises, East of Eden, annnnd something else I can't remember. It was another Steinbeck. Cannery Row? Yes, Cannery Row.
My senior name, I GUESS, is going to be "Officially Amazing", partly because I can't think of anything better but mostly because I am amazing. I met Andrew at the mall today and informed him that I was taking his place as the most arrogant person in school, and he wished me luck. Literally and figuratively, those are some gigantic shoes to fill. I feel, however, that I am completely up to the challenge. So there's that.
Also, I got my schedule, and period 4 Pre-cal is wiiiiiiiiiiith....... NOT MRS. CARTER! It's a new teacher, and even though I've never met her, I can guarantee you she isn't as horrible as the Fuhrer. AHAHAHAHA.
Ummm.... yeah, that's pretty much all. Except for the reminder that I am going to camp NEXT WEEK.... and Valerie Plame's husband wants Karl Rove dismissed. Nothing will come of it, but at least it was there on the front page of CNN.
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[05 Jul 2005|06:38pm] |
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I got a 3 on my AP Latin exam.
I am amazing.
...That's all.
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| bad deals |
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Sorry, kids, but due to some really creepy occurrences, you can't read my super cool LJ unless you get off your lazy duff and get an account.
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| well i've never been to heaven, but i've been oklahoma |
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Oh Rome! my country! city of the soul!
The orphans of the heart must turn to thee,
Lone mother of dead empires, and control
In their shut breasts their petty misery.
What are our woes and sufferance? Come and see
The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way
O'er steps of broken thrones and temples, ye
Whose agonies are evils of day -
A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay.
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| ready, set, RANT! |
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Disclaimer: This is me getting all mushy about the United States. And it's kind of long, and I apologize to everyone whose friends page just got fucked up because I wrote a 720-word rant about America.
The other day, someone asked me what my deal was re: the US. Obviously, I dislike the Bush administration, and I say "obviously" because if you're reading this right now you know I've never gone a week without criticizing/making fun of them. But the United States, hmm. Do I hate the United States?
Simple answer: absolutely not.
Complex answer: why should I hate the United States?
George Bush is not the United States. George Bush is the President of the United States, certainly, but he's one American out of 256 million, and we're not all like that. If you want proof, his approval rating is less than 50%. The majority of the US is not looking at the evening news on CNN and saying "YEAH, we kicked some Iraqi ASS yesterday!", the majority of the US is looking at death tolls nearing 2,000 soldiers and plenty more Iraqis and saying "What the fuck are we doing?" We did not vote for a McDonald's to be established in the middle of the Plaka in Athens. We did not vote for Tom Cruise to inflict his goddamn movies on every nation in the world. Half of us voted for George Bush twice- okay, our mistake. Italy let Mussolini take over because he made the trains run on time, and don't even get me started on Germany and Hitler. What do you want from me? The majority of the US is sick of our arrogant foreign policy, and most of us think there are bigger things to be worried about than the war on terror- the deficit, the economy, healthcare, the things that aren't getting any attention at all right now because we're bombing the shit out of the Babil province.
I don't like some of the things we're doing. I don't like some of the things we've done. Slavery was a bad idea. Vietnam was a bad idea. Dropping an atomic bomb on Hiroshima wasn't the best of plans, and doing it AGAIN to Nagasaki without even waiting for a reply from Hirohito was blatantly wrong. Japanese internment camps? Ridiculous. Lynchings in Alabama, the KKK, assassinations? I do not feel fine and dandy about these things. And I'm not trying to diminish the seriousness of them, but... shit happens. Shit happens everywhere, and blaming an entire country for what a few stupid people do isn't right. I realize I joke all the time about disliking Canada and France, but it's not something I'm serious about. I don't burn their respective flags. I don't bitch about Jacques Chirac. I realize that most French people don't smell like feet, and that most of them have manners, and that they aren't all pushy assholes who cut in line and take the last of the croissants at breakfast, but I don't think everyone else realizes that not all Americans are fat dumbasses who like to shoot black people and drink Budweiser and eat at McDonald's every day.
I don't like being lied to by the President. I don't like it when the goddamn Michael Jackson trial dominates the news while twelve more Marines die in Iraq and we hear nothing about the Downing Street Memo on the cable news networks. I don't like that we are so tourist-unfriendly while every European speaks five languages fluently. But I like that I can write in this journal and say these things and not get arrested by the KGB. I like that Martin Luther King Jr. can stand in the nation's capital and call George Wallace out on his bullshit in such eloquent words that we are still reeling forty years later. When I vote, I have choices, and I don't get shot while filling out the ballot. I have a damn good job for a seventeen year-old, and if I work hard enough I can do whatever I want to do. I have a free public education. I have had a few teachers that sucked, but mostly I have had teachers that are beyond amazing, Fulbright scholars and former Ivy League professors who gave up opportunities of ten times as much pay to sit in a high school and teach me things. How can I hate the country that gave me all these things?
If I know anything, I know two unequivocal truths: every country has flaws, and every country eventually gets their shit together. We're getting our shit together, guys. Check it out in the 2006 elections.
Oh, and not all Americans photograph badly- I think it's just me and President Bush.
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Warning: this entry is 100% politically-driven ranting on my part. If you hate when I do this, now would be an excellent time to go someplace other than here.
This is why I stay away from the White House and busy myself with the Senate and the House of Representatives.
WASHINGTON (AP) -- President Bush called a human rights report "absurd" for criticizing the United States' detention of terrorist suspects at Guantanamo Bay, Cuba, and said Tuesday the allegations were made by "people who hate America."
"It's absurd. It's an absurd allegation. The United States is a country that promotes freedom around the world," Bush said of the Amnesty International report that compared Guantanamo to a Soviet-era gulag.
President Bush also mentioned that he found it wrong of Amnesty International to base their reports on the allegations of people being held in detention facilities, because these people obviously hate America, and I am so goddamn done with this administration. If I hear the phrase "they hate America" one more time, I will absolutely puncture my own eardrum.
I can't argue with President Bush because his logic is mind-numbingly redundant. I can argue with Tom DeLay, because Tom DeLay, however pigheaded he may be, at least makes an attempt to formulate his own reasoning for the dumbass things he says/does/suggests. President Bush backs himself up with the one thing he knows got him half this country's vote in 2004- the threat of people who hate democracy, hate America, want God-fearing freedom-loving Americans dead. Remember in fourth grade, when you and your best friend got into fights, and your friend wouldn't say anything except "I know you are but what am I?" and you just gave up entirely because it was so frustrating? THAT is the feeling I'm getting right now. President Bush gives me nothing to work with. I can make fun of his sneezing face, and I can take his one-liners in stride, but his speeches on people who hate freedom and democracy and America? Nothing. I can't do anything with them. He can't even look into the reports of abuse, because the reports were based on the allegations of prisoners being held without charge or trial who hate America. Seriously.
Did you hear that fizzle? That was the sound of what little optimism I possessed setting itself on fire and jumping off the Washington Monument.
So keep it up, Tom DeLay and Mr. Voinovich, because I'm really relying on you for my hits of righteous indignation- the President's throwing me softballs over here.
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I have never been a big fan of Dick Wolf. Sure, he created His Awesomeness Jack McCoy, and Alex Cabot's Glasses of Justice, but let's face it: he's no Tommy Schlamme.
But for today, friends, Dick Wolf is my hero. Why, you ask?
Dick Wolf made Tom DeLay cry. Seriously, you KNOW those aren't tears of joy shining in his eyes.
I'm trying desperately to make a new layout for this piece of infidelity, so please be patient while I tinker with... things that I know nothing about. If all goes well, my journal will be 100% prettier, and if it doesn't go well, it will be 100% non-existent.
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"There is no such thing as a spare embryo."
- President Bush
Don't worry, Little Orphan Embryo... there's a nice family with a swingset in the backyard waiting for you somewhere out there!
Be sure to tune in next week, when Democrats cave on stem cells in exchange for Bill Frist promising he won't appoint himself King of America for two years.
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This really made me giggle:
"Members on both sides don't want the explosion to occur," said Sen. Joseph Lieberman, D-Conn., as Sen. Olympia Snowe, R-Maine, nodded at his side.
Lieberman and Snowe, BEST FRIENDS 4 EVA!!!!
I'm going to see The Producers in November with Beth and I am RIDICULOUSLY excited. HOORAY! I'm going to be singing the songs for the next six months and people are going to think I'm anti-Semitic but I TOTALLY DON'T CARE, YOU GUYS. Besides, I'm clearly not an anti-Semite... I wear blue on Tuesdays, don't I?
School... was... boring. Annnd kind of dumb. Stoichiometry is oppressing me all the time, Algebra is getting difficult to bear, I got a 70 on a sight translation in Latin, and Health next year is going to be really, really horrible waste of my time. All this goddamn high school does is waste my time. HATE. And now I have to type up a Chemistry lab and make connections between the end of the Cold War and the War in the Balkans, and probably read something about Aeneas' visit to the underworld and how good people go to Elysium while bad people go to some other more obscure section of hell with fewer grassy knolls.
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