Off I go to my last first day of school.
... weird.
1.12.2009
1.05.2009
well that certainly went in a weird direction
The new year is upon us, snow is falling in Seattle again, and I'm listening to the hereafter on repeat.
I've done virtually nothing since I've been up here -- I've sat around, I've read books (2! And neither of them were "Pat the Bunny"!), I've slept in, and I've recharged.
And now, at 12:45 am on January 5th, 2009, I'm thinking.
There are so many people in each of our lives. All of them contribute in some way, even if the contribution is frustrating and makes you want to scream or cry or both. I'd be willing to bet, though, that most people we choose to associate with make us happy. Very happy. So happy, in fact, that occasionally, at 12:45 in the morning, all we can do is sit around and think about how lucky we are that we have such wonderful friends and family and such a tremendous support system as we get ready to move on to a brand new scary phase of our lives, where everything sucks and is too expensive and the economy is in the toilet and we have no marketable skills outside of Los Angeles County and SAG is about to strike and we're all going to be homeless and desperate for work and have to resign ourselves to taking soul-sucking jobs we never thought we'd touch with a 10-foot pole.
Or not, whatever. Maybe it's just me.
In any case, what I really mean to say is that I love you all, and thank you for taking this journey with me.
I've done virtually nothing since I've been up here -- I've sat around, I've read books (2! And neither of them were "Pat the Bunny"!), I've slept in, and I've recharged.
And now, at 12:45 am on January 5th, 2009, I'm thinking.
There are so many people in each of our lives. All of them contribute in some way, even if the contribution is frustrating and makes you want to scream or cry or both. I'd be willing to bet, though, that most people we choose to associate with make us happy. Very happy. So happy, in fact, that occasionally, at 12:45 in the morning, all we can do is sit around and think about how lucky we are that we have such wonderful friends and family and such a tremendous support system as we get ready to move on to a brand new scary phase of our lives, where everything sucks and is too expensive and the economy is in the toilet and we have no marketable skills outside of Los Angeles County and SAG is about to strike and we're all going to be homeless and desperate for work and have to resign ourselves to taking soul-sucking jobs we never thought we'd touch with a 10-foot pole.
Or not, whatever. Maybe it's just me.
In any case, what I really mean to say is that I love you all, and thank you for taking this journey with me.
1.03.2009
oh come on
First of all, I would like to apologize. No one really wants to hear any more about Sarah Palin now that the election's done, and everyone hopes that she'll go away, but the truth is that she's still the governor of Alaska, and there's not a snowball's chance in hell she won't be on the Republican ticket for at least the 2012 primaries, so I might as well keep building evidence against her and her stupid family.
I just read an article from my favorite journalistic source, People, and it's something I would like to share with you all. My favorite two passages:
"You need to know that both Levi and Bristol are working their butts off to parent and going to school and working at the same time," Palin told PEOPLE in a phone message Wednesday. "They are certainly not high school dropouts."
Let's examine. First off: "... Palin told PEOPLE in a phone message..." What? Does she spend her time calling news outlets to report family news? Was this call solicited? Who the fuck does that?
Two: "You need to know that..." You need to know? Who the fuck does this woman think she is? Her stupidly-named daughter gets herself knocked up by her high school dropout boyfriend and everyone needs to hear all about it?
Oh, wait, "They are certainly not high school dropouts." Well that's good. Except for this little gem, found a mere four paragraphs later:
"Levi, also 18, told the AP in October that he had left high school to enroll in an apprenticeship program training him as an electrician."
I'm going to need to check on this, but I'm pretty sure leaving high school before you finish qualifies you as a dropout. By definition.
Oh well, what do I know? I'm not the governor of Alaska.
UPDATE!
Shockingly enough, these people are still ludicrous.
Favorite quote: "He has to do everything by the book now"
I just read an article from my favorite journalistic source, People, and it's something I would like to share with you all. My favorite two passages:
"You need to know that both Levi and Bristol are working their butts off to parent and going to school and working at the same time," Palin told PEOPLE in a phone message Wednesday. "They are certainly not high school dropouts."
Let's examine. First off: "... Palin told PEOPLE in a phone message..." What? Does she spend her time calling news outlets to report family news? Was this call solicited? Who the fuck does that?
Two: "You need to know that..." You need to know? Who the fuck does this woman think she is? Her stupidly-named daughter gets herself knocked up by her high school dropout boyfriend and everyone needs to hear all about it?
Oh, wait, "They are certainly not high school dropouts." Well that's good. Except for this little gem, found a mere four paragraphs later:
"Levi, also 18, told the AP in October that he had left high school to enroll in an apprenticeship program training him as an electrician."
I'm going to need to check on this, but I'm pretty sure leaving high school before you finish qualifies you as a dropout. By definition.
Oh well, what do I know? I'm not the governor of Alaska.
UPDATE!
Shockingly enough, these people are still ludicrous.
Favorite quote: "He has to do everything by the book now"
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