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Mar. 24th, 2003 08:31 amThis AM I sent in my confirmation to GMU.
Michael Moore is more damaging (oh cool my lava lamp just did it’s first morning magma explosion) to the left than Rush Limbaugh was to the right. I’m a bit put off by the headlines this morning – he is listed as receiving boos when he pushed his war stance, but I saw the brief footage and it sounded like a mixed response to me. His emotional string tugging makes any logical discourse next to impossible. I hope he dies in a SUV collision. “But what about the children [sobsniffle].” If the guy wasn’t a jackass, he could have said something unifying like “While I oppose the war, all our thoughts and hopes are with our troops and of course the Iraqi people” or some such. God forbid we try to win people’s opinions that don’t already agree with us. When did people give up on debate and move to pep rallies?
Are people idiots? I’ve had someone tell me in my absence they turned on my lava lamp and thought it was broken because nothing happened. Today I entered the office and turned it on, prompting my boss to note it ‘wasn’t working.’ Um, I never thought the inner-workings of a lava-lamp were some sort of mystery. Is the understanding of the mechanics of a lava-lamp a rare kernel of knowledge? Am I graced with hippie schooling somehow?
I need a numeric rating of how attractive I am. I just want to know what I’m supposed to shoot for. People typically date people as attractive as they are, and I’m not enough of an asshole / abusive male to have a really hot girlfriend (besides the endless stream of stunningly beautiful people I have dated up until this point). On the other hand, shut up biatch or I’ll smack yo ass again! Damn, woman! Sometime in the future I’m going to poll on that subject, asking for anon replies since no one believes me when I say I’d rather hear the truth.
Yesterday I did my first 4-mile run of the season, so all of yesterday and so far today I can barely walk (or as I like to say, “I look like I got some”). I don’t understand why, when I so often run on the treadmill for 3 miles in 30 minutes at an incline of 3, I am killed by one little real run. My cardio system is pretty there, but my legs were killed. I would have stopped but I was just too stubborn to admit I couldn’t make it. My pace was NOT impressive.
No chemcial/mass destruct weapons found yet. I'm not sure if we should be disappointed that the US won't even have an excuse for their actions, or relieved that we haven't faked anything (yet). Any claims we make will be highly suspect, true or not.
Michael Moore is more damaging (oh cool my lava lamp just did it’s first morning magma explosion) to the left than Rush Limbaugh was to the right. I’m a bit put off by the headlines this morning – he is listed as receiving boos when he pushed his war stance, but I saw the brief footage and it sounded like a mixed response to me. His emotional string tugging makes any logical discourse next to impossible. I hope he dies in a SUV collision. “But what about the children [sobsniffle].” If the guy wasn’t a jackass, he could have said something unifying like “While I oppose the war, all our thoughts and hopes are with our troops and of course the Iraqi people” or some such. God forbid we try to win people’s opinions that don’t already agree with us. When did people give up on debate and move to pep rallies?
Are people idiots? I’ve had someone tell me in my absence they turned on my lava lamp and thought it was broken because nothing happened. Today I entered the office and turned it on, prompting my boss to note it ‘wasn’t working.’ Um, I never thought the inner-workings of a lava-lamp were some sort of mystery. Is the understanding of the mechanics of a lava-lamp a rare kernel of knowledge? Am I graced with hippie schooling somehow?
I need a numeric rating of how attractive I am. I just want to know what I’m supposed to shoot for. People typically date people as attractive as they are, and I’m not enough of an asshole / abusive male to have a really hot girlfriend (besides the endless stream of stunningly beautiful people I have dated up until this point). On the other hand, shut up biatch or I’ll smack yo ass again! Damn, woman! Sometime in the future I’m going to poll on that subject, asking for anon replies since no one believes me when I say I’d rather hear the truth.
Yesterday I did my first 4-mile run of the season, so all of yesterday and so far today I can barely walk (or as I like to say, “I look like I got some”). I don’t understand why, when I so often run on the treadmill for 3 miles in 30 minutes at an incline of 3, I am killed by one little real run. My cardio system is pretty there, but my legs were killed. I would have stopped but I was just too stubborn to admit I couldn’t make it. My pace was NOT impressive.
No chemcial/mass destruct weapons found yet. I'm not sure if we should be disappointed that the US won't even have an excuse for their actions, or relieved that we haven't faked anything (yet). Any claims we make will be highly suspect, true or not.
