Rituals.

Wash it all away in a haze of blood so vicious that our mothers will weep. Carry on our shoulders the burden of joy, the burden of life everlasting, because only the good die young and none of us are without sin. Burn in fervor and fevered hatred. Lust for the image in the mirror, a stranger reflected in our delusion. Carrie has shared with us. The Big Lie. One of so many told to us every day. You will be happy. You will know what you want. You will find the her, the him that is meant to be. You will find the who. The what. The where. But when? And why? How will we know? Lies our mother feed us, suckling on her breast. Lies our father told us in kindest tenderness. The marriage is a sham. All the love we have is just a lie. Strangers in the mirrors. Forgotten to ourselves. We are married to the lie. "We love ourselves." "We love each other." Hate is our last defense. Hate is how we protect. Love burns in a bitter rash of jealousy and eyes so petty. Each other. Ourse...

It's bad enough to be sick during the week. You can fall incredibly behind in school work, and frankly, daytime tv sucks. But being sick on the weekends?? Do you know how much that bites? TV's even worse on the weekends, and there's nothing to do, and weekends are supposed to be when you get to relax not when you spend it in bed, more or less, because if you stand up or sit up, you get rather dizzy. Being sick Bites.

I. Am in. A very. Very. Bad mood.

I'm in such a crappy mood. I've been sleeping lousy. I've been having dreams that, frankly, are disturbing. Not to mention that if I stop to think about it, their meanings are dreadfully obvious. And there's some financial stuff. And I might be changing my major to English...which I'll probably get flack for from my parents. And my grandparents. And my roommate (that's mostly her saying I should have done it sooner.). And possibly even my aunt who never gives me flack on anything. Also, a certain friendship, that I don't want to specify too much, is slowly beginning to unravel. It was bound to happen, but it's still very sad. Crappy, crappy, crappy. But hey, at least tomorrow night (as in Friday), is Sci-Fi Friday. so I'll at least have some nice distracting tv to watch. But what is one of my posts with out something strange and unusual? Well, probably the same thing it is every other time I post. But as I sit here staring at my Catwoman figurine (no...

"...very fast. Cuz a kid'll eat the middle of an Oreo first and save the chocolate cookie outsides for last." My father taught me many strange things.........did, did I just catch you thinking something dirty???? How dare you!!!! Of all the obnoxious and rude things to be doing while I'm talking. That's it. I'm not speaking to you anymore. Good day, sir!!!!!! Bastards.

:sigh: I need a man. Told you it was going to be lame. Asta.

Yeah, I have no idea what's up with the title. But theoretically it lets you know what I'll be talking about. Item 1: Cheery Disposition. Just kidding. (and if you can't figure out what the reference is, then you had a horrible childhood and I feel bad for you. Aww...) But back on track. So, there are a lot of degrading commercials out there that reduce women to simpering man-worshipping trollops. But the one I saw the other day has to be very high on list. It went something like this: "This morning my hair was straight." :giggle: "But then Brad called and I decided to go curly." I mean, seriously? You think we're going to buy that? And it was for a shampoo that apparently will save you all the work of ever using curlers. It was just....wow, unspeakable in its obnoxious awfulness. Item 2: Does anyone else find it absolutely disturbing that as I was sitting in my Psych class, two of people in front of me were visiting the Neopets (they're a stup...

Currently this is one of my favorite pictures that I have. Found it at deviantart.com. They've got a lot of lousy stuff, but every once in a while you find some really awesome ones that people have done. Posted by Hello

FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I fucking had a brilliant post all fucking set up. But this stupid fucking "service pack 2" has a fucking firewall that fucks up blogger's spellcheck and made me fucking lose the entire fucking post. and despite the fact that i fucking copied the post, it didn't fucking copy. STUPID FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT. So now you have to wait quite some time before you get to see it. So fuck off. (no offense).