'Conversations with Dead People'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Really, person on my friends list who I've known my whole entire life? You're going to tell me that my dead Grandfather wouldn't have approved of my approval of President Obama going on vacation? Really?
Truth be told, my grandfather wouldn't have given a shit.
okay, now Aims is making me go check out FB.
Not fair! I'm in the uni and can't open it!
"Yes, I approve of the President spending his Memorial Day the same way the majority of the country will be - taking the day off of work, hanging out with his family in his own backyard, grilling up some food, and having a beer."
I usually ignore the hate email, but I had to respond to email earlier that claimed our president was "the first" to not go to Arlington on Memorial Day. I even replied all to some crazy long list of people I don't know. At least it should remind them not to send me that crap.
I am amused by the FB link on the Count Cockula page that wants me to "be the first of your friends that likes this."
I'm watching "My Sister's Keeper," which is possibly the most depressing movie ever.
Gronklies.
After a great day at Six Flags yesterday, I am exhausted and so did NOT want to get up for work today. But, it's an easy day. I had 1st period and that will be it. For the rest of the morning, the 8th graders are at grad rehearsal. This afternoon, an inservice. Tonight, graduation. So, I'm working on DVDs of the one acts from the other night.
Still? Really want a nap.
I'm having a day where every bit of eating/drinking advice I've been given feels like a personal affront against the right order of the universe. I'm very tired of having to think if everything I want to consume should be considered hazardous--so I'm back on the diet Coke and I'm munching on Cheetos. I was drinking diet Mountain Dew, then discovered that brominated vegetable oil, standard in citrus flavored pops, is banned in 100 countries as a food additive. Joy. Sure, I could drink water, but I want something with flavor and zing. So I'm going to try to drink diet Coke very sparingly.
It's distressing when my brain goes to the argument "but you're going to die anyway, right?" There are ways and ways of dying, of course, but the inevitability of it does tend to overwhelm things.