Sometimes I'm three

Dean's people have figured out it would take $145 to buy Dubya a bus ticket back home. They're suggesting that $145 would therefore be a great donation to the campaign, as a way of showing Bush where you stand.

I admit it, I'm immature. That amuses me. But hey, feel free to apply it to whichever anti-Bush candidate you like.

In other news the new computer has yet to burst into flames. I remain cautiously optomistic.

Best. Community. EVER.

(with thanks to otf_wank)

Need to cleanse your brain after reading one of those pro_ana communities? Try pro_scurvy.

Fight back against vitamin C!!

Huh

My mom just called to ask if I'd like to go to a PFLAG meeting with her and dad tomorrow night.

She and dad have been PFLAG members for a while now, so that part didn't throw me. But - meeting? My mom doesn't do meetings. She's sick. She doesn't generally rouse herself for stuff like this, esp at night (when it's harder for her).

Not sure what inspired the two of them but - neat.

Of course no telling if she'll be well enough to go by tomorrow night, but as they say it's the thought that counts.

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(*cough* and it's probably really bad that I felt relieved that the time of the meeting actually doesn't jive with my work schedule since I work later on Wednesdays, right? I mean it really would've been hard given when I get off work at night, but even still I can't say I'm unhappy that this also leaves me free for the Angel premiere. Yeah I'm going to Hell.)

Oh yeah, that's the stuff

New Sting album? Rocks in stereo.

Pardon me while I go mainline this. And ignore the fact that Sting apparently thinks he's Amish. I can drool over his photos if I ignore the beard. Fortunately he's got all kinds of muscles to help me with this process.