So, kind of dating someone. She's interesting. She has the looks of a Suicide Girl, kinky, math geek (to the point of a masters in the more theoretic stuff). Hot as hell. We've been on two dates thus far. Sex happened. It was great really. No idea where it might go, but it's interesting thus far. "

I got kicked out of her place at 2AM because she doesn't like people sleeping with her. I can dig, went to the first place that I ever called home. First time I've slept at the newly rebuilt version. Didn't sleep too awful long. (Tried to sleep outdoors originally, but didn't have any useful gear on me to do so and woke up after a bit of a cat nap). Couldn't return home due to female centered slumber party (I knew well in advanced and knew I'd end up sleeping where I did. I just didn't know I'd have a date that night. ^_^*)

So, yea. I might give a hot and heavy description alter. I might not.

I've also had an odd obsession with Legos lately. That stuff is rather expensive though so it will certainly have to wait until better days. (I have in mind a weird project of making a to scale version of a fantasy city I write about on occasion).

I have a new writing project that has taken up a lot of my attention, and thus have not produced much of anything for my two comic ideas this month really. I kind of flit and lack discipline it seems. Not sure how to fix this per se.

Found a trigger between that and the poking some people have done to get me to go to art school or take lessons from people. Sort of defused it.

Currently rereading Clive Barker's "The Great and Secret Show", which was such an amazing book for me when I was younger. It's been at least 5 years, but I think closer to 10 since I last read it.

I don't know why but Wolfsheim - Once in a Lifetime is the perfect song for my head right now, and what I will be going to bed on.

In one particular town in Florida it has become illegal to go commando

So, a law created to force more consumerism where it (may be) unwanted. A law passed to protect men from scandalous thoughts. A law passed by people who have nothing more to their lives than passing laws. No real jobs beyond that.

Hmm. System works I guess? The article is unclear if this is city wide or city employees only. Either way it's ludicrous.

Obama and the DOMA thing? I'm not surprised. As I often say Republicans have no brains, Democrats have no balls. It would have required bravery on the part of the Obama administration that I would have liked to have seen in a candidate I helped to vote in. That said, ugh. No surprise really.

Iran? What the hell? I have no idea. The part of my brain that loves conspiracy theories wonders if the US Gov had any part in this nonsense. (I don't automatically believe this. I just say "hmm, I wonder").

I'm beginning to wonder why anyone pays attention to creationists at all. Besides being intellectually lazy and loony, I just think the publicity gives them some steam.

Erhm, that's all I've got at the moment. Onto other things.

Health: Still healing. The elbow was sprained definitely.

Social: I went out and had a drink with a friend last night. I hadn't really intended to spend the money on having a drink but it seemed like a good idea. It was a mellow night. I was mostly spacey due to lack of sleep from the previous day.

Gaming: Scion probably won't be getting started until after Burning Man. In that case, there will be one to two fewer players putting the group down to 7. We have too large a gaming group and I love all these people so don't want to kick anyone out. Just ugh.

Financial: I'm managing to save money again. No Magic spending at all. No book spending at all since I picked up a copy of the Shadow Court. I figured out that the biggest expense I have right now that isn't rent or the student loan is going out to dinner on Mondays with a particular social group I'm part of. This is unfortunate but needs to be cut out. It'll save about 100 dollars before Burning Man by my calculation.

Art: Still drawing shit.

Goals for comic stuff: Not doing so well actually.

That's all for now.

What I intend to accomplish today:
1) Clean up the basement and my room a bit more.
2) Fiddle with Magic cards as I was just given 3 short boxes of commons and uncommons.
3) Work on comics more.

Elbow, still kind of locked. It doesn't seem that there are any bones out of place or anything. Think it's just tissue between bones swelling/minor bit of fluid build up perhaps.

I apparently sweat at night. This explains headaches on days after the night I forget to have water. Also, I've been almost remembering dreams lately. Nothing unpleasant.

That's all.

Can't fully extend or retract left arm. Other than that things are about as expected. Fucking sore. Not very bruised surprisngly.

So, took a fall on my bike., It'd be a little more accurate to say that I tumbled over the nhandlebars. In any case. I'm kind of damaged for a bit. No I don't care how bad my typing is right now. I can't really do much with my left arm right now. Fucking hurts to straighten it or to bend it at certain angles. One angle of which is the one required for typing.

In any case. Fuck! Ow!

Nothing broken. Including my groceries though! :D

You’ve just arrived home. The kids, having gotten home from school a few hours earlier, are going about their usual business. You walk into the kitchen and throw your briefcase on the counter, grabbing a glass out of the cupboard. As you walk towards the fridge to get some orange juice the phone rings, diverting you.

You pick it up. You stand there in stunned silence. The voice on the other end of the line informs you that your wife has been involved in a serious car accident.

You immediately hang up and dial your neighbour. You ask them to watch the kids while you go to the hospital, telling them that you’ll inform the kids of the situation once you know more. Your neighbour, who you’ve know for years, is aghast, but assures you that they’ll drop everything and come over.

The glass that you had grabbed remains empty on the counter, you grab your keys, get in your car, and drive like a madman.

On the way to the hospital your whole life flashes in front of your eyes – the seventeen years of marriage, the night you first kissed her, the look on her face when you asked her to marry you, the tears that filled the corners of her eyes as you were pronounced man and wife. The hard times are forgotten, the good times surging to the forefront of your memory - the birth of your children, the vacations, the laughter, those silent moments when you stared at each other in bed at night contented and at ease with yourselves.

You get to the hospital, park in a two-away zone, run into emergency, find the desk, ask where she is, and…

…you can’t see her.

Imagine that. Because that is the reality faced by many gay and lesbian couples in that exact situation. They are not considered immediate family, even if they have been together for decades. At that desk, with the one person that means more to them than anything possibly facing death, they are stopped.

I’ve read and heard a great deal about God in my life. If you’re of the opinion that God’s will is represented at that desk when a gay or lesbian person is stopped, then what is there to say other than God help you.


Reposted from Matthew Good's website. Bit of a punch in the gut feeling isn't it?

Coherence has not been my forté today. I'm not sure if it's the very mild sleep deprivation or wrong food intake or what.

I seriously fucking hate PETA.

Seriously.

Really I've managed to mostly ignore their inane nonsense. Yes, most animal farms suck. Buy local/organic/free range and it's often a bit better at least. In any case, being ridiculously self-centered assholes is not going to win any fans.

I think my final straw with them and their like was at Burning Man really. On the Esplenad, Espinosa, Esp something or another, the ring closest to the man, there was one camp running a video 24/7 of animal slaughter. I'm fine with politics but it was sort of embarrassing trying to explain that to a group of Japanese people. Time and place, and 24/7 isn't fucking it. Vegan/vegeterian/omnivorism should be a personal choice, like a lot of things (religion, etc etc etc). Leave it at education people.

I once had a lady come into my shop and give me a small rant about how leather is unnecessary. I really wanted to point out that it's probably more environmentally sound to create a leather product that keeps out the rain than the plethora of other products mostly oil based plastics. Cows are at least renewable. I mean it depends on how the leather is treated perhaps but still, aiming at the wrong problem.

I think our biggest problem, environmentally speaking, isn't eating animals, isn't even driving or building, it's the constant "need" to consume. I'm guilty of it. You lot are guilty of it. Anyone in a first world country is fucking guilty as sin of it. Figure out why, cut down on your use, and go from there.

This sums up my by and large opinion of my fellow Americans right now Most people on my friends list are the exception to this mind, but it's still largely true I feel.

Livejournal: because therapy is fucking expensive.

I put in my first resume yesterday in almost two years. An art gallery as a sales monkey. Here's hoping.

Way to win the hearts and minds of our enemies guys... Seriously. Rape *and* water boarding? Brilliant guys.

A good reason why I hold the so called "pro-life" movement responsible for George Tiller's death and the death of any of the women who would have had to go to him for the medical care they would actually need

I've gone into some of my problems with this so called "pro-life" movement before. This just really adds to it.

Watch this while listening to this

Wow. Weirdest and worst anti-gay marriage argument ever.

Which all comes down to, teh gays can't control vaginas! Seriously.

Happy for today to be over with. Fuck today. Seriously.