I dreamt while passing through some offices on the way to an appointment, I was asked to come listen to audio of munitions and help the class understand the nuances of what they were hearing, the apparent subtle differences and what they meant.

Not that there's anything subtle about rounds, but it made sense.

Except I didn't want to be there. And there was something else I was hearing that the Major knew I could hear, that only some of us would. And I woke up shaking.

Now I feel spoiled and ill. Can't wait to be at Max's.

Whar my Bear TEAR TEAR.

Also I like how my bed becomes WWF/Fuss and fight central for three tiny differences of opinion. I AM SLEEP. GO LIVINGROOM.

Regarding Maine
I don't understand. Why celebrate something that has no effect on you? Or are you saying that your doctrines and morals are not strong enough to stand on their own, the only way to give them any intestinal fortitude is to ensure that other people live the way you'd have it?

What I'm hearing is that you're happy your work is being done for you. That you worry about having to work harder at teaching your children and such as whatever narrow thought process you'll sleep best at night under, so having someone else enforce a decision you approve of, takes the risk of your children or friends possibly having their own ideas and thoughts out of your responsible hands.

What makes marriage between a man and a woman so traditional? If you're talking the social acceptance of it, well, gosh, there've already been examples a plenty of the most horrific "traditional" marriages between a male and a female said in plenty of arguements before.
If you're trying to cleverly tuck your prejudice into the idea of some historical habit, well there are other fine examples of what was once traditional and is now considered illegal, or socially unacceptable. Marrying minors, owning/buying slaves (I mean the kind that predated what reparations are based on), and plenty of others that aren't tossed about as commonly as my examples.

This isn't even about who you're having sex with. You're denying people the right to an institution, and the allowances that come with it, simply because they don't do what you like, or they aren't the kind of people you like, or, as I pointed out, because your faith and testimony trembles at the idea of someone you will never meet, being allowed to do something that will cause you nothing more than a sleepless night, because you choose to let it. This has happened before in different ways, and eventually, the right thing will come to pass.

Current Mood: Bored

Huuuu my interface

Good bye Grandma
She lived a good life, and did wonderful things.

I'm glad you gave me a binder of your wonderful recipes, you could not have gifted me something better. I'll miss seeing you in the morning with your curlers, and your freezer full of goodies.
Your boxes of romance novels, and the beautiful dolls you collected.

We love and miss you.

Current Mood: sad

Thirdee twoooo
The best gbirthday present ever started with me trolling a tiny fuck who had been serious business over some loot.

That incident happened a couple of weeks ago, and he'd had me on ignore, but I said tell him to unignore me so I can apologize.
When he said that was the only alt that could see what I had to say, I followed with "I'm sorry. I'm sorry you're a sad little bitch with a small penis."

He went crazy, and lost his cool, and showed his vulnerability, and accused others of siding with me and threw in something about me giving everyone in the guild a beej. He said something about defending himself from me, and I said "Go get your shield and glue some more glitter stars on it you useless fuck."

Midrant he was gkicked. And beams of light came down from heaven and angelic choirs were singing.

And I felt awesome. I love u gaize.

Man down
We lost a soldier from our unit yesterday.

Just botted.

oh hay it's my birthday soon

Any

Any

Any

Sublime Shine and Amorous

Pollinator

Naked Honey Body Wash I fucking loved the naked honey line. I haven't used all my body wash because I know it's Limited Edition. T^T

Ho ho ho now I have a give a fuck.

Kitty PUNNNNNNNNNNNNNT
I think the kitty is taking place of the wow widow and is doing her best to sabotage my laptop. She deliberately walks across the keyboard when I am sitting here with it in my lap (in my bed because I don't have a shiny sparkly desk, and since I can lay here with a blanket on in a modecum of comfort, why would I sit at a shiny sparkly desk anyway) she seems to know where the power button is and steps on it, or sits on it.

She just chewed through the headset cable to my VERY NICE LITTLE HEADSET FOR WOW AND SUCH AS >:O
and then proceeded to attack the trackball cord, and the power cord, and the cooler tray.

Now she's inside the pillowcase, with the pillow, rolling around, attacking whatever invisible danger there is inside with her.

Now I need a new headset. Again. I swear to the emperor...

Hi my shoes are awesome
Let's fuck.

Superman underpants
I had an inappropriate dream about Jeff Goldblum. Love is Ovar D:

I'm watching a burn peel from catching the inside of the oven while making Manicotti the other day.

GI Joe was the most embarressing movie ever to watch.

I want to become a nun, not for the faith, but for the motherfucking peace and goddamned quiet and time to meditate the shit out of things.

Current Mood: annoyed

faceplam
I'm watching the Blizzcon Stream

The new expansion is called Catalclysm.

The Alliance get Worgen Race

The Horde get Goblin Race

There will be more classes available to all races, for instance Tauren Paladins (FFUUUUUUUUUUUUU)
(But I'm making one. HAHAHAHA)
And Dwarf Shaman (FFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU) I hope their totems look like piles of dwarf poop.
And Gnome Priests. Don't fear me, bitch. (PUNT)

Flying everywhar. Changes in environment. Barrens gets chuck norris's honest to god roundhouse kick in its FAICE and splits that shit.

They mentioned something about pruning some of the complexity of the talent trees I said "you mean making the game even more easy mode? why don't they just give everyone one talent square with 5 spendable points. You go "boinkboinkboinkboink" and that's it, you win!"

he said drive the fuck through
If your drive through demands are going to take longer than 10 minutes, go the fuck inside for the love of the emperor. You BEAST.

These beads!
I need them.

Rain beads on me plz.

MANIFESTING BEADS. I'm listening. Help me do this.

Beadsbeadsbeadsbeadsbeads. Thx.

Lol wow raeg
EVERYONE GO ROLL A PALADIN FOR FUCK'S SAKE.

No mas tequila
When I order pizza, I do it online like most internet geniuses do. And they've included an option for additional instructions to the driver, like gate codes, or ring bell, or which door.
I've been taking advantage of that to provide helpful instructions, but so far no one has followed through.

I have gotten an apology for "not having a chicken suit with which to deliver the pizza in" but no one else has mentioned my tyrannical, but safe for work demands.

Tonight, I included the instructions to "Do the Single Ladies Dance" which is one of the few things I can recall from last night after my tenuous and unsuccessful courtship of tequila.
I know better, we have an understanding. But I ignored it, and was made to pay for my tequipostacy.

However, I did have an amazing and spiritually enlightening dream, which I was dead certain had something to do with the stuff tequila is made of, and went on a short quest to determine the validity of my irrational theory. So far, nothing has turned up any ancient secrets of blue agave that our ancestors used in spiritual rituals and discovery that would back up my preposterous belief.

Downtown Tacoma
It has the right amount of buildings, and it's by the water, with some touches of Tower in the right places. It is a viable selection of domiciles should I be unable to leave here for legal reasons.

I need to get my two back tires replaced, and not by the Firestone on post.

I made something, the results are not awful for a first attempt, and I am glad I finally sat down and did what I wanted to do instead of putting it off out of fear or who knows what.

I am feeling a distinct signal to get into Fire Poi, but I don't know if it's so I can laugh at myself further or what. I could see that happening, this vision I have completely crumbling into a comical Carrie with me on a stage and everyone puzzled and me smiling brightly, "oh hahaha you guys I'm so maladroit, it's cool!"

I need some money to put away and I'm going to start selling some things to do it, I need to figure out what I can stand to lose. Or barring that, I need to come up with some shit I can make easy and sell for retarded prices to people like those women today who wandered around the store not seeming to quite know exactly where they were, with their ignorant grandaughter in tow trying so hard to get them to buy her every thing she laid her eyes on and found interesting to any degree. She had no idea where she was either, that much was obvious. Lol normal people in pagan stores.

Fa fa fa FABULOUS.

Current Mood: mother fucking bright dude

Update on Zappos
So they "found" my blog entry, and looked at the pictures, and decided to be more proactive in resolving the issue. Point.

They refunded the entire amount of money I paid for the shoes and told me I could keep them. Point.

They said the shoes had been ordered by TJ Maxx, and actually made it to the store, tagged, then returned for whatever reason. Fishy, but whatever. Anything's possible. I guess in the future, Zappos will be more thorough checking returns.

When they were asked how they found the blog, the answer they gave was that they figured it out somehow with the pictures I posted. Huh? First, they found it like the same day or the day after I posted it here. I tried google searching a bunch of shit to see what came up and did not find this entry. Not to mention, I blocked out a bunch of specific things from the email, pertaining to addresses. PLUS, the email address I wrote to them from is IN NO WAY CONNECTED TO THIS LIVEJOURNAL. TA DAH.

So, not that it's even relevant at all in the matter, why does it feel like they're lying or being sneaky about this shit? I mean, sure, the blog is public so eventually, if they had PR people looking for the shit and I'm sure they do. Any company with a brain would check to see what people have to say about them, good or bad. But they found this literally within 24 hours of it being posted. I tried looking on a number of web searches and didn't find shit.

I even made it explicitly obvious, putting in stuff that only I would know to put together, and didn't pull this up.

Oh well, I got my money back, I just think Zappos isn't being honest about a few things, and it's still up to you to spend your money where you want on shoes and stuff. For instance, I may be the only person in the world who hasn't been buttraped by Paypal yet, and I've read a lot of horror stories, so there's no reason other people wouldn't have flawless relationships with zappos in contrast to me.

Time for a stupid meeting.

GET DAEN!
So....Star Trek. Completely awesome. Extremely funny, like...consistently for like 10 minutes I swear to god nothing but a giggle fest.

Missed the context of Spock's snarky "Live long and prosper" to the vulcan dudes. I mean, I got the inflection and it tickled, but I had turned to deal with her accidentally dumping over 9000 popcorns on the floor and making an effort not to sob in youthful disappointment. DAMMIT JIM! I'M A DOCTOR, NOT A PHYSICIST. Gnarly.
Lots of clapping from the audience just WAIIIIITING for expected comments.

I'm just thrilled they played out the Kobayashi Maru test. Hurr hurrr.

Also, Spock getting busy with Uhura. WHO KNEW. FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF.

It's been awhile since OG Star Trek with my dad, so.

Lol Kirk banging a green chick. TIBERIUS IS THE MAN.

I had such a crush on Chekov. :3 The new guy was cute, but...I miss my Davey Jones/Paul McCartney lookin mthr fckr.

Looking forward to owning this one. The end.

Things I still want
Matrix Twin Figures

Egyptian Cotton Sheets

A Zen alarm clock

This dress, but probably the one in black with red trim.

Some collectible bookends.