Tell them you're moving to Portland. Go to Portland. Then sneak off to SF

Or move to Portland really! I like Portland! I want someone to live there so I can come visit!

(Actually, I think there are. These people are wrong.)

Indeed. People who do not love the Princess Bride are CRAZY. Even any Bitches I'm sure I'm about to read about.

I am quite frightened that my parents would move nearer where I am. This is my ONLY reason to not encourage my sister to move to where I am.

occasionally makes comments about my moving there to be the madwoman in the attic.

Being the madwoman in the attic sounds like fun! NSM in my mother's attic, though.

I'm not suggesting that a pack of dogs is the solution for your neighborhood (though - fun!)

Apparently the coyotes are filling up Rock Creek Park, do you think this will help my gangbanger problem in Columbia Heights? :)

Every doctor nailed the addiction because of the track marks, but pretty much solely because of the track marks.

So if someone is shooting up between their toes, the doctor will be clueless, eh? Next time make it hard on 'em, JZ!

I have the duty to investigate and prosecute child rape and other crimes in order to protect Kansas children

Ugh. Why do I get the feeling there'd be a better way for him to go about that, hmm?

Aaaaaargh.

Sorry. Just had an incredibly frustrating day.

There are some days I love teaching. This was not one of them.

I have the duty to investigate and prosecute child rape and other crimes in order to protect Kansas children

Ugh. So what's he planning to do with this information? Go ask all those 15-year-old girls who had abortions, "Who was the father? We want to put him in jail"?

Or, of course, scare any other under-16 girls away from having abortions because of the threat of their parents finding out, and get info on what doctors are performing late-term abortions.

Taht attorney general is an ass, Iw ant to beat him upside the head.

In other news -- I bought a new comforter set my new place!

This . I won't be able to use it until I move and get the queen size bed.

Can I get an amen on the incredibly frustrating day? ((Hil))

One thing that did help me today was the guidance of a very frank, frankly callous (emotionally), friend who said stuff that started with 'Screw'em' and ended with 'This is not your business. Get combat pay.'

She's right, I suppose. Being all honorable and shit makes me feel good about myself but doesn't really apply to my friends' business decisions.

It is a travesty that the Inn has been sold to nutbars but...hey...choices. Now I guess MY choice is to figure out how I can navigate the transition without draining my own energy and turning into a wingeing (how DO the Brits spell that excellent word?) idiot.

Thanks for the good thoughts today Bitches. Can't say I won't come back to the bracket buffet later but, for now, I'm on an even keel.

Beej, both `whingeing' and `whinging' are acceptable spellings, with the former being slightly preferable for more pronunciation cues (obvious soft `g').

I'm very sorry for your job difficulties; people who actually live "do as you would be done by" are in short supply in these times, it seems. I'm beginning to feel a little like Diogenes.

I don't know...does (fundamentally) honest count? Maybe you could grade on the curve?

Beej has a new tag.

I just saw Emo Philips. If you have a chance to see him, do it. He's hilarious.

"You guys are cheering me up, thanks. I need cheering up; my cousin died last week. He was 23. He was stung by a bee. The natural enemy of the tightrope walker."

Sims Update: My Sim was abducted by aliens while stargazing, and did indeed return pregnant. Unfortunatly, this morning, little Walt (I was hoping for a girl I could name Elphaba) was taken away by child services because he was failing out of school and generally unhappy. His brother, Sayid, is doing quite well. Mom and Dad aren't doing too well, as Mom has goals of making "WooHoo" with as many people as possible, and made "WooHoo" with a Skater Boi, while in their bed. While he was home.

Across the room, my roomie is pleased with her Sim's level of fame, as she now has an obsessed fan, who is beaten up daily by her butler Alfred.

Goddamn game.

This is so weird.

I just wrote what I considered a pretty funny post about integrity being thin on the ground around here and not owning property on the moral high ground...then some demony thing took hold of my curser and ate the whole post!

::considers stumbling over to Tech to ask WTF? slinks off to bed instead. But, I'm tellin' ya. You shoulda been there!::