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Apparently people put out a CD called "Rock against Bush"...um what the hell? I never see any "Rock against -insert liberal prez here-" CD's.

This worries me...the most apathetic portion of society feels the need to speak/sing about against something they probably only heard on TV.

Oh well. Like I've said before it's always easier to give people things than it is to take them away. The people who hate bush are the people who are appalled by the human rights violations in Iraq and Iran. But of course, like history has shown us they're unwilling to do anything but protest. Protesting gets you no where with human rights issues...sometimes you have to put your ass on the line to help someone out.

So to all the people standing at the corner of broadway and providence in Columbia MO...you're not that far away from the AF and Navy recruiting office on 2nd street...join your lazy asses up and actually HELP people.

I have to get school stuff this weekend...print out my schedule and such. *bah*

Am I ready for 17 credit hours and 15 of workstudy a week? Perhaps. Will I party when it's done...hell yes.

Gonna go get the design I was thinking about priced tonight when matt gets home...we'll see how much it costs...then I'll debate.

If you wanna see it...here it is.
( Tattoo Piccy )

Opinions? Like it? No? Where to put it? Etc.

.love.

I'm feeling very house ridden...school starts so soon. I think I'll see what Jage is doing tonight...prolly working. I'd like to go out and do something before school. Of course, after Phe has gone to bed so Matt doesn't have to deal with the screaming skunk. I love having a Dillions, (grocery store) right across the street...it's wonderful for all kinds of shopping.

Three family's are moving out of the apartment complex...one got evicted...meep..scary. Must go buy a mailer for the book I sold on ebay...yay. Diet coke with cherry isn't half bad...I rather like it.

*love*

We've started putting Phe to bed at 8pm, every night. He screamed his head off the first night and it's been getting progressively better since then. Last night he babbled to himself for a little while and fell asleep without his pacifier. Good little booger. He woke up wanting it though, or stirred at least...so I gave it to him...went back to sleep and slept through till 6am. So proud. So so proud.
Class starts monday...blah.

Hopefully they will get home depot to tell my caseworker that I dont' work there anymore and haven't for MOOONTHS. So they can finish my son's daycare stuff. Paying for 3 weeks of it has killed my bank account.

I had a dream last night I had one of those mech suits in Appleseed...woohoo...that was sweet. Not the Eswat but the purple one...oh yes. I require one for my birthday. Make it so.

*love*

You Are An INTJ

The Scientist You have a head for ideas - and you are good at improving systems. Logical and strategic, you prefer for everything in your life to be organized. You tend to be a bit skeptical. You're both critical of yourself and of others. Independent and stubborn, you tend to only befriend those who are a lot like you. You would make an excellent scientist, engineer, or programmer.

And because I'm bored between doing laundry...

Your Candy Heart Says "Get Real"

You're a bit of a cynic when it comes to love. You don't lose your head, and hardly anyone penetrates your heart. Your ideal Valentine's Day date: is all about the person you're seeing (with no mentions of v-day!) Your flirting style: honest and even slightly sarcastic What turns you off: romantic expectations and "greeting card" holidays Why you're hot: you don't just play hard to get - you are hard to get

So the quizzes say...I'm an intelligent hard ass. Woohoo.

So we're back from the wedding, nice wedding indeed...got...pretty sloshed. Well not really that bad...but for having been the first time I've actually been with all my freinds, been able to be a little childish in YEARS...yeah it was nice. I danced like a possessed bear and it was funny. *laughs*

Hung out with clayton the next day...watched the later end of the grizzly man docu-movie. He was MESSED up...bears ate him.

Mom asked Matt if I actually played with Phoenix...*boggles* JEEZUS what kind of question is that of course I play with him...he almost can't function out of my line of sight better yet play alone. Bah. How bitchy to ask something like that...she said I never played with dolls so yeah...she wondered if I was caring. *growls* I hate dolls...it doesn't mean I'm a bad mother, it just means I hate dolls.

But anyways...we're home. It's hot because the AC's been off all weekend...hopefully gonna get to go to West Plains and start cleaning Matt's mom old house so she can sell it...we owe her and I can sure clean if I want to.

*sigh*

Kinda tired...staying up till one...I'm not used to it at all. Nope.

.love.

I'm having a lively discussion with a pro-marijuana legalization fiend on myspace. I'm amused by this...fool. He's trying very hard to outwit me, his logic is faulty though.

For future reference:

"responsible marijuana users" is a term used by people who support the use of pot, this a polite way of saying "potheads".

"recreational drugs" is a term also used by the previously mentioned "potheads" for their drug of choice AKA pot.

Both of these terms are oxymorons.

No illegal substance can be used "responsibly" as it is not a choice in the first place.

Drugs are not for recreation, they are there to fix a problem. Stupid is a major problem in this country, marijuana makes it worse. Soooo...you get my point.

*not cut because I don't care*

So my almost one year old is about as stubborn as a rock...a biiiig rock. He refuses to listen to "no" "stop" "quit" or "don't". Wonderful. Actually he'll laugh when you tell him those things...I tried swatting his hand when he touches something he's not supposed to...but again he laughs. I don't swat hard...which is probably why he laughs.

Oh well...he'll learn. I hope. He likes to scale things, or try, pull things down...eat things. I think once every 5 seconds he's trying to hurt himself with something...like no less that 10 seconds ago he was swinging his half eaten bottle around himself because it was the cool thing to do. *wonders*

Also, he is greatly opposed to the changing of his diaper...to any doors in extistance, baby gates, anything in his way, people talking on cell phones, napping, wearing socks (as he threw one at me yesterday) and just about anything else that is not a book, toy, duck or blanket.

Right now he's trying to stand on his head, open the diaper cream jar and remove his diaper...pretty much at the same time.

I have no idea how he does all this. He should be exhausted. But no...not phoenix. He's coming over to hyjack my laptop now...joY

FIN