hmm
“Wednesday is a mixture of many things, mainly because she’s at a place now where, she realizes that love is a bit complicated and… it’s not just about a fantasy that you have of somebody. And so Wednesday is kind of involved and complicated because it’s not a cut and dry sort of idea. It’s not, ‘I don’t like this person.’ It’s not that simple. I think you might be really um, very taken with somebody and they might be very much in your life, but there are things that they do that are quite disrespectful or cross a line in a way that is um… very passive-aggressive, so you can’t really talk about it. Manipulation makes her cry, especially when it’s with people that you supposedly are close with. You see, covert activity you would think happens with the outside forces, not the inner circle, and Wednesday’s very messy. It seems like a happy little song, but it’s um… it’s, as I said before, things aren’t cut and dry.” [Scarlet Stories - Tori Amos]
Random Roses & Ranting & The Great Big Decision
Random: I bought Hugo some roses for his room a few weeks ago from Food Lion. They must have been 1. ultra fresh and 2. ultra local. Hugo had been keeping the water changed about every other day and they were sitting near a window that doesn’t get a whole lot of sun, but keeps the room bright for a good part of the day. I went to check on them today because they FINALLY started to wilt and i wanted to hang them up and dry them before they got all icky.
They are SPROUTING! I’m totally stoked. I’m going to go buy a big plastic pot (seriously big, there are a lot of sprouts), some sand, and potting soil. Hopefully, if I put them in the soil about an inch under they’ll take root in a month or so. If I’m reading my books right, they should be ready to plant by next autumn(ish).
Random: Had a good holiday yesterday. I made a big ole pot of chili in the crock pot which simmered for about 9 hours. MmMmMm good. Gave Hugo all his presents that had come in so far. Used book sellers on Amazon are slooooow and messing up my festivities!
Random: Tonight I went to see my mom and dad. Played with the Energizer Power Ranger for an hour or two then took he and his daddy home. Was met at home by Hugo and a chicken philly cheese sandwich from Lenny’s. I shall probably miss it more than hot dogs.
Rant: In the 70s Hugo adopted a Hindu based spirituality and lifestyle. Vegetarian. In the 80s he lived in Germany while he was with the Army. Still a vegetarian. Early 90s he became an ultra sexy body builder and started eating chicken to keep from turning his body inside out. Not so vegetarian, but not about to order the meat lovers from Pizza Hut. Present day, we eat chicken breasts and ground turkey.
When I was in the 7th grade I read a book that detailed the journey of sausage from cute little oink to shiny plastic wrapped tube in the grocery store. Not only was I insanely grossed out, I was morally shaken. Not only did the ethics of the meat industry strike me as seriously bad news, the environmental repercussions made my head swim as well.
7th grade, I told my family I wanted to be a vegetarian. You’d have thought I told them I wanted a penis grafted onto my forehead. Seriously. (I also wanted to study Wicca…good thing I kept that to myself until I was 20.)
7th graders, apparenly, don’t get to make such decisions. They made fun of me and would make animal noises whenever they were cutting their food. They got angry when I didn’t eat the food that was put in front of me. They refused to make “special” meals for me or buy any fancy food. Really grumpy bitches. There were a few out there that were supportive of me. Hoo-rah to you cats.
Anyway, my home life wasn’t stellar so I decided to make it easier on myself and just go with it until I could move out.
So, why am I still eating animals? o_O
I suppose it stems from the fact that I have had three people in my life say things to the effect of, “Well good for you” or “What a big decision for you, good luck!” or “Thank god you’re thinking for yourself”. Something positive, without jugement. 2 of them were aunts (in-laws, of course) and Hugo.
“I couldn’t live without meat. I need meat. People Eating Tasty Animals. I get sick if I don’t eat steak once a month. If we’re not supposed to eat animals, why are they made of meat? You’ll get sick. Hippy!”
People suck. You don’t like asparagus. I don’t like meat. Why can’t we get along!? This is not a big deal…
So, umm, why am I still eating animals?
Hell if i know. No better time than RIGHT NOW to make some changes, so I sat down at my computer this morning and decided that I want a meat free home. I’m not going to throw away what we have (some turkey chili and chicken slices for sammiches), but I’ve bought my last corpse in plastic wrap.
This includes dub too…and yes, I’ll wait for you to finish rolling your eyes. I found an ultra high quality vegetarian dog food in Knoxville that is CHEAPER than the high-grade dog food I have been buying whose main protein is from animal sources. I SAVE MONEY. Ding for me. Also, vegetarian dog foods seem to be higher in balanced amino acids and beneficial fat sources for their skin and coat. Ding for dub.
So I told Hugo tonight and he says, “It’s harder than you think.” Ok, I know. I love hot dogs. I love chicken sammiches from Lenny’s but, I’ll give it up because it’s what I want. I can’t do vegan just yet cause I *love* honey. And cheese. Maybe I’ll find a substitute and go all out. Until then baby steps.
(if you’re pissy cause I didn’t cut, then you suck)
Yay Queers!
J
Justin Taylor
Which Controversial Queer as Folk Character Are You?
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“You need to turn yourself away from your sinful lifestyle. You’re an abomination before God,” a Scottish preacher, the Rev. James Dawson, told one lesbian couple as they walked past.
“You would be so lucky to have this lady, love. I’ll see you at the gates of heaven,” retorted Brenda Murphy, walking beside her partner, Nuala Quiery.
Futile
I‘m resisting the urge to buy red glitter gel to cover the dog with. I’m resisting bell cuffs for his paws. I’m resisting antlers.
…but i should be honest…
I REALLY WANT A GLITTERY DOG WITH BELLS ON HIS TOES AND PLUSH ANTLERS ON HIS HEAD!
Plaid newts!!! Now in EMO!
Been away a while. Haven’t felt like doing the computer talkies.
drama-rama.
I get really sick of people sometimes. Most times.
If you find me obnoxious, please, don’t let me know. Please do me a favor and never speak to me again.
If you are under the impression that I’m an idiot, please, shut up. I will never be speaking to you again.
I can take a hint.
So I got 90% of my Christmas shopping done. The rest of it will be done at various local locations while I sit back and wait on the others to flock to my door. Ahh internet, how i adore thee.
Went to the health department today. That’s always an exercise in immense frustration and irritation. I survived…along with the 90 billion germs I picked up there. Thanks Moms. I appreciate it.
What else, what else.
For anyone else who has the winter bummies…I am finding that some green tea in the morning (All the gypsy tea is orgasmic for anyone curious about such things) and 3 of these a day has helped me not want to kill everyone and/or crawl in a dark hole and die. So far, so good.
They have good shit in them. Lots of green things. GREEN is the operative word here. As in…everytime I pee, I pee neon green.
The wolf is big. Its fur is grey. It’s going to get shot by the farmer if it doesn’t LEAVE THE CHICKENS ALONE.
That was your english lesson for the day. Thanks for playing.
Adjectives. Pleasant adjectives. <3
Going to buy a tree tomorrow.
I haven't had a smoke or a drink in ... A WHILE.
I did look at porn last night though.
Hehehe.
Thinking about people i used to know.
Josh. Who shocked me one day by pulling out his accordion in the video department. He was wearing brown shoes and plaid pants. He told me he wasn't gay. I stood there, slack jawed. Of course he was gay and I had never thought any different. It made me want to put a sunroof in his closet.
Formo. The best smile. Straight to his eyes. Crushing really.
Joy. The only person who truly gave more than she took. I miss her.
Me. You. Those people over there.
Oh well. At least I'll be hanging out with transsexuals, homos, and other good salty of the earth type people during the hols.
I wish we were full of on-off switches. The get happy switch. The bitch mode switch. The make your dick instantly hard switch. The reproduction switch, this one I'd flip and break off then seal up with cement.
My luck? I'd get drunk. I'd flip the master switch.
I'd be lonely there too.
[edit: The Reverend Fiendish asked that I please not include him in homos and trannys categories. So. Spending the holidays with Homos, transsexuals, Hugo, Dub, and a member of the clergy of The First International Church of Mischeif. Amen.]
