wesnesday november 24, 2004
listening to world's most famous undertaker by skeleton key

you really learn who your friends are (ooh i spelled it right) when you write them in detail about your shitty job and they don't write back! oh well. i'm referring specifically to a couple of my ex-coworkers, none of you 'good' people (none of them have this URL for obvious reasons).

that's it really. i did nothing today; as a matter of fact i barely moved more than 18" all day. i'm still in my pajamas and derry will be home soon. at least i washed my face and ate some toast. i am the queen of wallowers! all hail me! hey that was a great veruca salt song... gotta go look for that now...

monday november 22, 2004
listening to mirror conspiracy by theivery corporation

i don't think i spelled 'theivery' right. and i just don't care.

this has been a very grim month so far so i have completely withdrawn. my dear husband has been very sweet and patient; first he put up with my insane hours of commute (more on THAT little disaster later), then my election anxiety (get out GET OUT now - freedom is over), and then moving hysteria. so he got the brunt and it's a real testament to his character that we are both still alive and yes, still very much in love. so i have hope. now onto the misery at hand...

there is no way for me to summarize my feelings about the apocalyptic debacle sham of a US election. the dems rolled over and took it up the ass for letting diebold steal it for the GOP. you will all burn. any of my freinds and family who want to become an ex-pat like me, i will help you any way i can. every cent you spend in that country is saying YES to the lies, YES to the evil, YES to the end of the environment, the end of third-world growth, the end of civil rights, the end of freedom of speech. it may seem gradual at first, but before you can say "natural selection" books that you and i grew up with ranging from the evolution of the species to classic works of literature will disappear from libraries and schools. i fear for my friends with children. call me paranoid but this is how i see it. if i can get my mom's permission i would love to reprint something she wrote recently about the DNC's cooperation in this rape of the 'democratic' process. it's over baby. get out before the borders are closed and anyone who ever took Huckleberry Finn out of the library will have their passport revoked.

and congratulations to ME for getting the sack, again! i hated New Job with a passion and i guess it showed cos i was fucking up left and right in a blind haze of apathy. and so it goes. i got what i needed from them, a free moving van and a little money. stuff the rest. oh i get to sue them for breach of contract if i want. and the hits just keep oooonnn coming!

I maintain that
Chaos is the future
And beyond it is freedom
Confusion is next and next after that is the truth
You gotta cultivate what you need to need

- confusion is next, sonic youth 1981.