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The Impending Apocalypse Of Doom Approaches... |
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...I have to sing for a wedding today.
I have to sing 'You're Still You'. There's a high "A" up there that I couldn't hit, even if I inhaled helium for half an hour.
He's coming back on Tuesday. xd
 HipNaughtic · Sat Oct 09, 2004 @ 12:45pm · 1 Comments |
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A NOTE: If you are a right-wing nutjob (oh, come on, you jolly jokers!), please read with caution.
My Political Rantings, All Written By Other People Who Beat Me To It.
1. I think Bush got a buzz out of the war in Afghanistan. His numbers went up. He felt like he was really something. So when that started to cool down he wanted another buzz. And with all those war toys to play with he just couldn't wait to get another war going. And get his numbers up again.
I think he thought it would be easy and that it would ensure his reelection.
But it was more than that. It was a vendetta against Saddam for trying to kill his daddy. It was showing daddy he could do what daddy didn't. And then there was Cheney spurring him along.
Cheney's motives had more to do with exploitation.
Posted by: jf4KerryEdwards on October 7, 2004 07:37 PM
2. One thing John needs to do to answer (once and for all) the reason he voted for the resolution to use force in Iraq:
"As far as the intelligence goes: I TRUSTED you, Mr. Bush, leading up to the Iraq war. I trusted the filtered information your administration presented the congress and the American people. We now know that you, Mr. Bush, are not trustworthy, you betrayed the TRUST of the American people, and Americans will hopefully hold you accountable for your UNPRESIDENTED break from all of our trust."
...or something to that affect.
Posted by: JCisMyBoss on October 7, 2004 07:37 PM
3. Bush is NOT smart. And, he is not
curious. And, he is not thoughtful. And,
he is not complex. And, he doesn't
have critical thinking skills. And, he very
well may have some psychiatric disorders
(I am not joking - I am a psych nurse &
he reeks of personality disorder & engages
in magical thinking - ie - if he thinks it is
true THAT makes it true).
He can't conjugate a verb.
He probably doesn't know what conjugate
means (probably would say - I am against
criminals having conjugate visits)
My take on Bush. Not evil - but incredibly
insecure & selfish. Simple, spoiled, entitled
Posted by: debbie lusignan on October 7, 2004 06:44 PM
HipNaughtic · Fri Oct 08, 2004 @ 02:18am · 3 Comments |
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He's all right!!!
I visited him yesterday and he broke four ribs, and fractured the spinal-skull joint on his neck, and he has to wear a neck brace, but...oh my God, I am so glad that he's all right! I almost cried when I saw him. He was allowed visitors, of course, but I was worried that they might not let me see him, and they did, and he was smiling...he smiled when he saw me, and I felt like everything was going to be all right again. I let out a huge sigh of relief and joy and many, many emotions when I saw him smiling...
He isn't in much pain, he says. Although his neck hurts when he moves around a lot. "It's nothing I can't handle," he says in his comedically cocky way, giving me a weak thumbs-up. "But you know how people always say, 'anything that doesn't kill you makes you stronger?' Where the hell are my killer biceps? I'm not even strong enough to hold my freaking head up!"
...Yep. He's definitely back. And I'm so, so glad.
HipNaughtic · Tue Oct 05, 2004 @ 06:13pm · 0 Comments |
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I was once a hopeless romantic,
A champion and lover of love.
Soft candle-lit nights were my delight---
Dinner for two with the stars up above.
I was once a hopeless romantic
Before life said that lovers intend
To share their false hearts and then pull apart.
So now I'm just hopeless. The end.
I'm still worried about him. sad
HipNaughtic · Sat Oct 02, 2004 @ 01:34am · 3 Comments |
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If Books Could Kill, Part II |
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Believe me, I wasn't expecting a Part II. But here it is.
I still hate Moby d**k (that's a given).
I was talking to a friend of mine, and they looked very distressed. I asked, they told. The guy who I asked to homecoming yesterday was in a car accident. He was in the front seat of his mom's car and they were hit by an SUV running a red light.
He's in the hospital. I don't know what happened to him, other than he's hurt.
I think I'm going to send him a card, or candy, or something. But I feel kind of stupid complaining that he's not going with me. At least, now I do. There are more important things now, I guess. And I'm very, very worried about him.
After all, he's still my friend, right?
I guess my feelings are just being jumbled around right now. I'll be back when they stop jumbling.
Peace, Love, Me.
HipNaughtic · Fri Oct 01, 2004 @ 09:40pm · 0 Comments |
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I hate Moby d**k. I think I might cry of boredom if I read for any longer. With that, on top of all else that's happened, I think I might just...cry.
I asked him. I met with him after Calc and asked him privately. And I told him how I've liked him for a really long time. I don't think he knew how long I had been summoning the courage to do that, because he...well...
He said no. Not because he is going with someone, not because he's not going at all. As he put it, "Frankly, I don't like you". He didn't even try and make up for it by saying 'I only like you as a friend'. It was a very definite NO. I was really kind of shocked. I thought we were friends. I thought we could be more than friends.
And then the look he gave me when he walked away...he was laughing at me. And when he caught up with his friends, he looked back, pointed and grinned, reveling in his sick little sense of humor.
I couldn't help myself. I got a little teary. I really didn't think he'd be that cruel about it.
Whatever. I'm not going. I returned the dress.
Just Me.
HipNaughtic · Thu Sep 30, 2004 @ 09:40pm · 1 Comments |
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((Thanks, ssjbryces, for the comment. I'm watching you too, but I just don't want you to know about it.
Oops.))
...yeah, I'm going to Homecoming. What are you going to do about it? stare
Of course, before I actually go, there are three requirements I must meet:
1. I must learn to dance.
2. I must get enough money to buy the hott slinky gown.
3. I must get a date.
Number three is the long shot. I can dance decently, and the hott slinky gown is oh-so-close to being within my reach. It is the most beautiful dress I have ever seen...it's black, and hott, and slinky, and it makes me feel like a model. Minus the chronic nausea and stone face. The only problem with that dress is that there is foam padding in it. What. The. Heck. It's removable, but...for god's sake.
Number three is definitely the long shot.
I don't have a boyfriend at the moment, so it's difficult. Normally I am so used to being in a relationship (not that I jump from guy to guy like a bad habit) that this is a weird, new feeling. I don't think I like it very much. Nope. There is one person, though. I do like him - I might ask him myself, actually...I don't know. I don't know if I have a chance. Or maybe he's already going with someone. I'm ranting.
And I shouldn't be stressed out by something so 'comformist'.
Date or no date, I'm going to look hott in the slinky black dress. And I can definitely live with that. 3nodding
Peace, Love, Me.
HipNaughtic · Wed Sep 29, 2004 @ 04:50am · 1 Comments |
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xd Get hypnotized! xd
(This entry has a bit of a double meaning - 'Busy Child' is the song on DDR Max2 that I finally completed decently on Heavy mode, and also, I am a busy child today. So, har har.)
I am so busy today! I have church, then homework, then work, then homework, then a concert, and then I have to babysit until eleven. On a school night, even. Somehow I have to fit eating and sleeping in there, too. And bathroom breaks.
This journal entry has been completely pointless.
Peace, Love, Me.
HipNaughtic · Sun Sep 26, 2004 @ 03:17pm · 1 Comments |
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I sold my Nitemare Collar and Biker Pants, so I went on a spree and bought a whole new outfit. And then, I just happened to be in the Marketplace when the September Items went off. So...suddenly, there were Bani Clips for 3000.
Nabbed. xd
And now I feel so...shallow. But cute. No, definintely kewt. Just give me one more day, I'll be wishing I had more junk. No, really. I will. I'll write about it even.
In real life *gasp - it exists*, I worked from 8-2, got Ace Sushi for lunch, and popped my thumb out of its socket when I was making an Iced Latte. I thought it would hurt, but it didn't - lucky for me, it turns out I'm double-jointed! So I kept doing that the rest of the day, and I really grossed out a lot of my co-workers. But it's just another *special* thing I found out about myself.
I'm thinking of going back on Crest Whitestrips again. But, also again (repetitive!) - I'm being shallow today. I mean, who really cares if your teeth are as white as heck?
I hope you don't.
Peace, Love, Me.
HipNaughtic · Sat Sep 25, 2004 @ 11:57pm · 0 Comments |
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