Iraqi child wearing bob marley t-shirt. http://www.pyxz.com/users/1045750412/1045750412-1045751669-5.jpg

everyone feels weird about today, maybe that's because of the impending war. or maybe it's the planets. why can't there be peace, personal and global???

I just read almost all of this iraqi dude's blog. tres cool. we think the war sucks for sure, but uhh we probably won't see half the shit they're gonna get. one hopes there is no shit to get. i'm wondering how bush sleeps at night. stealing the presidency, raping the land, butchering social security, threatening folks. it's just not cool. what kind of a monster thinks war is a good idea, supports war. I know some people who support this war...they're not all my friends. I challenge them to support the troops whom have no choice(well they could've all been organic farmers instead but they're not so...) instead of supporting war. reasonable people don't support war. not speaking of this at all but moving on i really want to watch that documentary on guns in america. what are we teaching our children with this fucking war nonsense. if people don't do what you want it's ok to use violence. It is not ok. thou shalt not kill. I'm not like the biggest fan of god, or atleast america's perception of god, but this is good stuff here. do unto your neighbor as you would have done unto you. and hey, hello, christ was from the middle east. we're talking about blowing up christ's neighbors here. this is not cool. this is so not at all in order of reasonable thought...but i'm highly sugared and probably in need of ridlin so why not keep typing. Bush is the leader of the uneducated which unfortunately is most of america. this is so sad. why are we not spending all that money on educational and social reforms people. this is so remarkably like johnson and his great society. he was a great president with great plans, and he had to stick with this silly war notion. remember vietnam. nobody took time to study vietnam and look what happened. i hope bush has dug up a history of Iraq before this nonsense. i guess essentially what i'm saying is that if anyone could support this war they are ignorant and it is shameful. and hopefully they will have an awakening of conscience. i'm all fired up because at lunch i was seated near some middle class women with no distinctive interesting features except that this one lady who would not stop talking said that her husband wouldn't work for a french company because france doesn't support the war. does this mean all of our fancy businessmen who profit from bush's industrial pampering will have to give up their mercedes because germany doesn't support the war either. will mcdonalds serve freedom fries and liberty ground beef sandwiches. we just don't want to admit that we're a country just like all the others, parts of all the others, we're no one's leader, we can't even lead ourselves. every department of the government are assholes with very few exceptions. this is such a long and droll blog. so many blogs today aswell. hope for peace everyone!!!

went to show, had fun. saw von and erika. probably got them lost...err sorry guys. more on this later!

i tried to post earlier, but no dice. so God is on OUR side is he? well that makes me feel better. i can't imagine how many angry blogs there are out there. i had a good day at the museum, but it's so conservative. i'm afraid there will be an i support bush sign or something in the office. grrr. i was there all day today. it was like having a job. annie's mom said we can all go live in maine if we go to war. isn't that sweet. maine in summer would be the fun. i was thinking it would suck to live here, and it would suck to live at home because of the faa center. yay for bomb targets.

oooh my blog is up again. how exciting. very nice time at ocean city and with the ponies. acquired a new friend, a pony baby of our very own. or something. ocean city is crazy. rather unnattractive except for the beach which was lovely and empty. we had a nice condo all to ourselves, free pizza, ponies, beautiful beaches, ponies, a little bit of hail and more ponies. what more could you ask for. i have to go or i shall be late. yay for vacation and oceans and no people. jeers to schoolwork not done and classes to go to.

Scarlet fever is apparently a product of strep throat, he's fine, the pharmacist at his job told him he had it. it's not like beth in little women, where she dies...he'll be just fine. smith is the root of all evil. the room helena placed me in is possibly the worst room on campus. the tile is the worst shade of brown which makes it look ten times as small, it's right next to the elavator which is really loud, and the bed is less comfortable than rocks. the egg crate helps a little, but the beach is calling. screw hood. ofcourse my car has to finish getting love first. new brakes, and all new belts. yay car, and YAY amy mas for carting me around to drop him off and pick him up. i know someone who's getting a driftwood trinket from the beach!!! hint hint hint. we learned how to play canasta last night and let's say it takes longer than ten minutes to learn. i have food for emily miller if she is ever here. she said our room was beautiful. what a kind soul. see you all in a week, much love!

my brother in law got scarlet fever. err. yikes.

what is up with my public service announcement blog. eat it anonymous commenters.

err. i don't really have any reason to suspect that i have diabetes. i am merely commenting on my lack of respect for my own health and i would in no way joke about a disease which half my family has or will get in the near future. it's something that many americans have without knowing it and this is why i am concerned. that is all.

my mother and my meme got me a graduation present today. antique sandwich glass dishes. a set of 8 dishes, bowls, small dishes, cups and saucers. actually only 6 cups. so we have to find two cups. and also my mother says...so that light isn't supposed to come on every time you press the brakes. so err, i'm going to get my brakes checked. i have to call about a job. it's for a chiropractor. i could be a fabulous chiropracteress. or something. oooh, i have an interview. if i got a job it would mean i would need more break housing. we'll cross that bridge when we get to it.

today...i went to meet my mom and family at their room and was ordered to bring them donuts. then we went antiqueing for hours. then i took them to nido's which they really liked and my mom and my meme got drunk. my mom practiced walking because she didn't want to embarrass me at the museum. haha. oh speaking of haha, my car is so small, and it makes a noise that i don't remember and the brakes don't really work. this is all very upsetting. and my mom totally trashed it. it's so dirty inside. grrrrrrrr. so job, paying off bills, new car. atleast this is the irrational/hormonal plan that i have now after driving my mothers nice car and realizing how much mine sucks.

err, they're not here yet. we wonder...

uhhh, they told me to go home. so i did. so i have like a thousand hours to make up now...but...oh well. we'll see what happens with my mom coming today. it's not that much snow...i mean hood didn't even cancel, but people here are stupid and there were lots of acidents this morning.

I got new tires...yay. but my meme has something wrong with her eye. so we'll see.

I thought someone knocked at my door at 8:30 but now i think it was just Ashley's highheels and my imagination. i've lost all reason and problem solving skills. sigh.

are peanut butter crackers too sugar based? i'm eating them anyway. mmm. i'm quite proud of myself...but i'm no way near done.

I'm convincing myself that I have diabetes. we're not sure. I must have no more sugar. none. stress or not. no sugar. none. none at all. ok. someone remind me...

I just wrote two really mean emails to the art company that sent us the wrong stuff. apparently you're supposed to request a special number for returns 5 days after original purchase. you haven't even received anything 5 days after purchase so how the hell are you supposed to know if you want to return it. the better business bureau must have something to say about that. I think i used my american express card. they're supposed to help you out with stuff...no?

i'm very grry at the art company because they sent us the wrong backordered items and there was no one there when i called. also, my phone card is almost entirely used up, and seeing that i've almost never used it, i'm really pissed. I never regretted giving without getting back, but damn do i feel used. I'm so full of rage right now. going to relax.