Rant rant

One thing is for sure... The Republican party is all for less regulation, and less government in our lives!!

Well except for the fact that Republican icons and leaders such as their speaker of the house, John McCain, and George B. want, and PUSHED for a 700B$ GOVERNMENT bailout of Wall Street.

So are they still republicans?
What does that word mean anymore?

Well it was lol-worthy to see Romney on tv this morning saying without John McCain this bill would not have been taken to the floor, and hours later, the bill fails thanks to 64 percent of the republicans voting NAY. The implication that the bill was brought to the floor thanks to McCain ushering it in was stupid in itself considering he criticized Obama for "phoning his opinion in" when he did the same thing for the passed 3 days. Regardless, the bill failed, and McCain better run far far away from it and claim to scuttle it.



Oh and why did the bill die? Well according to the Republican speaker of the house... it was all thanks to NANCY PELOSI and a partisan speech she gave before they took their votes. What did she say? Well she said it was unfortunate that the right wing ideas of less regulation might have aided in wall streets demise. So you were going to vote FOR the bill until somebody hurt your feelings, so you'll vote nay and let the whole country suffer? I'm not sure how much truth that has to it, or if the republicans are looking for someone to blame.... I don't think there is a good reason for this to have happened when republican "leadership" should have been being the leaders they are and ushering a majority vote. The democrats delivered and they're still to blame for why the bill died.

STRANGE

not ot mention another person to blame is Barack Obama... for politicizing the whole issue.

Right.

Because making a photo op out of it, and conjuring up a few new slick and cool campaign one-liners from it (like McCain did) was completely admirable.

Tried something new

I cut my hair into a new style, but I'm not sure how I really feel about it yet. I'm ordering some fake hair to hopefully add some body to my hair. I hate how thin it is. I have A LOT of hair, but the strands are thin. :/

That's all.

Rewind, Repeat

I'm not on track. On ANY track. When will I pick myself up out of the mud? Ever? I never want to do anything or see anyone. I take the feelings I have out on the people around me, namely my mother. In reality I'm lucky to have a mother like her who is so patient and understanding of something I don't even understand myself. I know she's waiting on me because she loves me, and I know I forget that or deny it sometimes. I can be really cruel with her, and I know for a fact it's because I hate myself. I don't want to be looked at or spoken to. It's been this for 3 years now and it only gets progressively worse. I've pushed the people who were closest to me away. I can say that it is not always my fault, because it isn't - but I don't give anybody new in my life a chance, so I'll never replace the void that the old ones left. Things have spiraled further and further down for me. I'm starting to look as bad as I feel. This is so much easier to admit than it is to change. I don't even feel the need for people anymore -which is good. But I'm feeling the desperate need for some normalcy and some sanity... it seems I won't allow it for myself though. I won't let myself get very far.

-.-

Henry needs to go away for a little bit. I just want the place to myself.

Sexy

I found a site with archived photos of Anderson Cooper...... talk about HOT

Going against what I said.

I said I would contaminate this blog with such garbage, but oh well.

Nothing feels too good right now. You could put a plate of my favorite food in front of me (just don't ask me what that food would be right now, because I can't think of it, that's how far these feelings extend) and I probably would not get that excited.

I'm feeling a little lousy in a physical and emotional sense. Well, there's always something you can do about the physical lousiness, so I guess I'll get a little sleep and when I wake up I'll do maybe 200 push ups and 10 minutes of crunches, or however long a couple Belphegor and Aeon songs amount to.

I'm not good with emotions. I usually just turn them off or work them out (physically). I have not considered a therapist in a long time. I really just couldn't (is that a word? Please comment me letting me know) be bothered to see one a few times a week and have to get a job to pay for it. Christ knows my insurance wouldn't cover it. Besides, I'm not nuts. I'm just stuck in a rut. What I should really do is seek out a psychic. That's what I really need - some tooth fairy bitch to rub my hand, flip some cards and tell me she senses my strength and intelligence (only because my dark hair, my piercing stare, and my frumpy look implies some sort of deeper meaning), and that my next lover is living a little up-state, is tall, and will appreciate my audacity. Fuck you, you paranormal freak. Okay, now I'm just taking this out on people I have fights to pick with later.

I feel that a lot of mainstream media, and societies standards lead us to believe we're more fucked up in the head than we really are sometimes -- that if we're stressed out about bills, school, or where the fuck we're going in life, that ultimately means we're "depressed". I'd like to be told I just need a little advice. Not a bottle of pills and 45 minute-1 hour crying sessions with someone I don't fucking know. I don't need to spill my guts. I could be a bit of a pessimist, but I don't have to talk about it. Not to mention we're all born with preferences and personalities. I could just use a little hot tea, a back rub, and a kiss on the forehead.

Comprende?

Temporarily up for Boobah

The first account we have of the devil is found in that purely scientific book called Genesis, and is as follows: "Now the serpent was more subtle than any beast of the field which the Lord God had made, and he said unto the woman, Yea, hath God said, Ye shall not eat of the fruit of the trees of the garden? And the woman said unto the serpent, We may eat of the fruit of the trees of the garden; but of the fruit of the tree which is in the midst of the garden God hath said, Ye shall not eat of it, neither shall ye touch it, lest ye die. And the serpent said unto the woman, Ye shall not surely die. For God doth know that in the day ye eat thereof, then your eyes shall be opened and ye shall be as gods, knowing good and evil. And when the woman saw that the tree was good for food, and that it was pleasant to the eyes, and a tree to be desired to make one wise, she took of the fruit thereof and did eat, and gave also unto her husband with her, and he did eat. * * And the Lord God said Behold the man is become as one of us, to know good and evil; and now, lest he put forth his hand, and take also of the tree of life: and eat, and live forever. Therefore the Lord God sent him forth from the Garden of Eden to till the ground from which he was taken. So he drove out the man, and he placed at the east of the Garden of Eden cherubim and a flaming sword, which turned every way to keep the way of the tree of life."

According to this account the promise of the devil was fulfilled to the very letter, Adam and Eve did not die, and they did become as gods, knowing good and evil.

The account shows, however, that the gods dreaded education and knowledge then just as they do now. The church still faithfully guards the dangerous tree of knowledge, and has exerted in all ages her utmost power to keep mankind from eating the fruit thereof. The priests have never ceased repeating the old falsehood and the old threat: "Ye shall not eat of it, neither shall ye touch it, lest ye die." From every pulpit comes the same cry, born of the same fear: "Lest they eat and become as gods, knowing good and evil." For this reason, religion hates science, faith detests reason, theology is the sworn enemy of philosophy, and the church with its flaming sword still guards the hated tree, and like its supposed founder, curses to the lowest depths the brave thinkers who eat and become as gods.