June 2010
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Maybe THIS will make the light come on for some...
Next time someone trots some tired saw about how gay people shouldn’t be allowed to marry for [whatever specious reasoning], smack them upside the head with this: lefties shouldn’t be allowed to marry either! (Video at linked page.)
May 2010
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Silence is golden.
Or something like that.
So I’m shutting up.
I will see you later, but don’t hold your breath or anything.
April 2010
57 posts
I want to go home, right now.
Not that I could do anything, not really, about the oil rig or the oil that’s already spilled or anything, but… It makes me kind of sick, being here. Knowing that this incredible disaster is getting ready to happen.
I know it wouldn’t fix anything, but it’s like when someone’s in the hospital. You want to be there anyhow.
Recipe:
1 D 2 cats 1 me 1 copy Ratatouille 6 dozen boxes good Greek food
Mix thoroughly, serve on a couch. Kisses and more for dessert. Serves 2. (plus cats)
Tomorrow is SATURDAY.
It’s an early close day, too.
This has been a stupidly long week, and I am SO ready for it to be over.
Cats. D. And a whole hell of a lot of not very much. That’s all I have on my agenda, and nuts to anyone or anyTHING that wants to change that.
where have i been?
loooooong laaaaaaaazy weekend with D. i don’t think he let me do much of anything, really.
god, he’s such a marvel. and he’s mine.
alive
just stupidly busy and then busy making up for it
love d so much he fed me and volunteered to do laundry and stuff
cats fed and now its back to bed
About Easter.
It was odd.
D was… Well, so I’ve long been under the impression that Easter was generally considered a happy thing, by most christians. I mean, the folks in my family who’re big on that kind of thing all seem to feel that way.
Not D. The story of holy week really upset him. And even though he said he knows that everything turns out all right in the end, he couldn’t help...
Closing early tomorrow...
YES.
And, in the interest of having as much D as I can possibly get, I’m going to be spending part of tomorrow evening and probably a big portion of Sunday in suit and tie. (The things we do for love, huh?)
D and I talked for a couple of hours last night and he told me, sounding kind of embarrassed about it really, that religion is really important to him. Or at least certain religious...