April 2010
31 posts
March 2010
40 posts
Christian Book Store
I’m at the Christian book store! Yay! Just KIDDING!
So, here’s my handy tips for visiting the Christian bookstore:
Don’t.
Don’t.
Don’t. (But if you must…)
Restock crap. My suggestion for the uninitiated would be to put some bibles in the fiction department- but, IMHO that’s bush league.
Find the communion wafers. Ask if they’re made from “real Jesus”. Alternatively: Ask if...
A reply I wrote.
I don’t want to debate anything, but I do wish to point out that the reasons people who don’t use parks, don’t have kids, and don’t use -whatever- but are still expected pay taxes to support them is because what benefits they may not see personally they will see nationwide. Often benefits are long-term and not short-term. An uneducated, unbeautiful, etc. society is not a...
Random Musings on a Monday
I’ve let Ivy go. Weird how it went. Actually, it was almost as though he let me go. I went to a funeral recently, and I realised he wasn’t a constant character in my daily scene. And for the first time, I didn’t feel guilty that he wasn’t. I love him. Always will. But he’s gone. I hope wherever he is, it’s as fun as summer camp was (without the wasp stings).
I...
“At least four of the House members hit with death threats or vandalism are among...”
– Op-Ed Columnist - The Rage Is Not About Health Care - NYTimes.com (via indefensible)
“If congressional Republicans are determined to fix this bill by, say, reforming...”
– What the Republicans can learn from Britain’s Conservative Party. - By Anne Applebaum - Slate Magazine (via indefensible)
Completely inappropriate frontal lobes, History of...
(If by chance you have no interest in reading all of this, you can skip straight down to my glaringly inappropriate descriptions of the Egypt, the Iran and the US.)
I get so confused when I try to communicate my thoughts vocally. It’s why I over prepare for presentations, why I take notes during (and often write notes before) phone calls. It’s pretty much why I hate the phone. I...
free hugs
Yesterday I got a free hug from some of those “Free Hugs” people. It was really nice. Weird, but nice.
I remember hugging a friend that I ran into with my grandmother at the mall years ago. He was a great, close friend: Corey. He was also black. My grandmother reacted after he left by showing utter disbelief. “Amy, you just hug that boy like that?” Yeah, I did.
I...
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I was wondering what tattoo to get next
I dreamt I went to get a tattoo of a merman on my back and the bitch cut my kidney out. It scared me so much, I woke up.
But merman tattoo! Awesome!
Nipples and throat infections.
Alright, this is for the mom’s out there-
I have oral thrush. Don’t judge me. It’s common with ppl who use asthma inhalers very frequently (like me- 3xday). I do my best to prevent it, but oh well. It happens. Like hepatitis.
It’s pretty much only a baby illness. So those of you with babies-if they’ve had it, what did you do? I am aware I should start bottle feeding and should slather some...
Just skip that stuff →
I once asked a former friend about verses in the bible that clearly showed God telling his servant Moses to kill an entire race- including thousands of innocent children and pregnant women (but they were allowed to keep any virgins). I asked her, “If we can find those actions immoral now- does that mean God is immoral- or that morality is a construct?Are these God’s words? Or man’s?” I honestly...
I feel so removed
going out and laughing at nothing
drinking kissing pushing and shoving
staying in bed til we get sore
calling in sick so we can lay there
I want to look up and see you smile, happy to see me. I want to stare up at the clouds while you tell me about childhood memories.
you fit me
Perfectly
Jon Stewart's Converse make me want to make him...
And you can all blame the “Freshershist” commercial by Old Spice for the annoying phrases that I’ll be using for the next week.
Cheeky bastards.
I can't be insecure for you
Scene from “Forgetting Sarah Marshall” that exemplifies my point I’m making:
Sarah, beautiful but insecure, walks up to the hotel front desk, and this exchange takes place between her and the other beautiful girl at the front desk:
“You’re so pretty!”
“Oh, no, you’re way prettier.”
“Really? No.”
“NO! Really.”
I...
Just got punched in the kidney.
Tired has been making its stand today. It’s slapped me in the face twice already.
Now I believe I just got punched in the kidney. Kidney is near the neck, right?
I don’t know.
Today I described something as being “sploogey”. This was as unfortunate as the time I asked for someone to stop putting so much jizz on my taco during lunch, and the time I mistook...
shhh.
So I am hitting that point when I’m becoming overwhelmed. It’s not about worrying, as that doesn’t bother me. Worry is when you can’t find food for your children. When we get to that, we’ll worry.
But overwhelmed. By the shear amount of coursework I’m currently responsible for (what was I thinking?), and by the fact that I actually have a life to maintain (3 if...
One of these kinks is not like the other, one of... →
(It’s pink pants guy. I love pink pants guy.)
“Forgive me, El Guapo. I know that I, Jefe, do not have your superior intellect...”
Some mother's worry about their kids having sex. I...
I’ve been making decisions with my son’s sex life in mind since before he was born.
If that doesn’t make me a good mother, then at least his psychologist will sell a thousand copies.
Oh.
And yeah, still adorable.
Sigh.
пенис
He was adorable.
And it rained, but the kind of rain that made me want to go for a run in the wet and cold rain.
Which probably explains my frequent bouts of pneumonia.
Also, I can read Russian now. I have no clue what I’m reading 98% of the time. But пенис? I totally understand пенис.
OH MY GOD.
EVERYBODY STOP!
I JUST FOUND A SHORT CHAPTER IN A HISTORY BOOK!
I know, I know. I think we’ll be ok.
We’re all going to be ok.
Losing you was like leaving a chapter unfinished. →
Laying in bed, with the sunshine. I’m thinking of your name in marble.
And while my day goes forward, I just think of the past.
I still feel my ineptitude at having your dad hug me and weep.
We were safe, for the moment.
“Work that updo.”
It's Iran.
I am pretty much only using Facebook to look at pictures of my new nephew, to keep up with 3 international friends, and to occasionally be entertained by crazy people (they seem to congregate around “Fan” pages of things like coffee! and join groups like Sleeping with the light on!! and Crazy for Jesus!!!1!).
People who uses status messages to make asinine and unintelligible comments...