People. I don’t get them.

Most days, I feel like I am from another planet. No lie.

Lawns. WHY do people care so much about lawns? Knickers in knots over water restrictions. Fine, xeriscape your yard! Better yet, take a big picture approach and think “Yay, my city is doing something for the planet” or barring that, think back on how little rainfall we have had this year. You do not NEED two giant green lawns. You are not a golf course.

Lawns

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The Bible is true and the world is only 6,000 years old. Yeah, um, okay then.

Cigarette smoking is not an addiction. Oh COME ON NOW, you are joking, right?

Anyway, have some music.

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Don’t f*ck with me

Words to live by

That is kinda how my day felt today. My Aquarius nature, the stifling environment I spend my days in, my doing the right thing, my not being allowed to tell my side of a story, all of this combines in a highly combustible mix.

I am desperately seeking to strive to be HAPPY not right, but sometimes when things are just so so so so wrong, it becomes difficult to sit back and not speak up.

Bear with me. Or Bare if you desire.

Bah

Had I known some of the things I would lose by getting what I wanted, would I have changed my mind?

Thanks to getting what I wanted, my internet world has gotten even smaller. I can’t always be me because now I am in voluntary servitude to someone else and… I am not sure it is worth it.

I am an angry chick. A very angry chick. And at the very least, I want to be able to have a voice against stupidity. But now, in a way, I am not allowed to.

What to do.

This entry makes no sense. Why? Because I am talking in riddles.

Yeah well.

I tried using LJ for a while to “blog” but after a while, you start gathering “friends” who only want to be your “friend” because you made some pithy commentary in a community and then you try to put friend’s filters to create custom groups of who your close friends are, and then because of course, some of the friends are in fandom, then there is drama around that and FUCK IT.
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