Slumber

I am giving away this shirt to one person on my flist.

It is from 200 Nipples, a site that sells only 100 designs of a shirt ever (and prices them each from $1 to $100-- I got this for $26), and as their description goes:

This is for the people who think, “It’s my own spit in that ocean, dammit, and if you don’t vote, you don’t get to complain. I’m headed for the polls!”

Yes, it is free. Yes, it is random. Yes, I'm shipping it for free, too. No, I wasn't asked to do this by anyone else. It's a slow day in the office, I got bored. And yes, there are strings attached:

• You must comment with an election-themed haiku;
  
• You should be female (as the shirt has been ordered for the female figure);
  
• Keep in mind the shirt was bought in size medium;
  
• You've got to be an American citizen (unless there's a way you can spin this so it's ironic that you're wearing a shirt despite not being American);
  
• You should have actually voted for this election (and prove it, too, unless you're the ironic non-American)

This shirt ships out on November 12, so I'll leave this post open for whoever wants to comment til then.

It's so close and yet so far...



I've never hated a class this fucking much. I can't even be bothered to try anymore. I just can't.

Arianna Huffington of The Huffington Post (which somehow always makes me think of Harry Potter and Hufflepuffs) makes an awesome point about the whole Sarah Palin thing:

...Palin, and the circus she's brought to town, are simply a bountiful collection of small lies deliberately designed to distract the country from one big truth: the havoc that George Bush and the Republican Party have wrought, and that John McCain is committed to continuing.

Every second of this campaign not spent talking about the Republican Party's record, and John McCain's role in that record, is a victory for John McCain.

[sic]

And the plan has worked beautifully. Just look at what's being discussed just 57 days before the election. Is it the highest unemployment rate in five years? The bailout of Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac? The suicide bombing yesterday in Iraq that killed six people and wounded 54 -- in the same market where last month a bomb killed 28 people and wounded 72? That the political reconciliation that was supposedly the point of "the surge" is nowhere near happening? That Iraq's Shiite government is now rounding up the American-backed Sunni leaders of the Awakening? That the reason 8,000 soldiers may be leaving Iraq soon is so more can be deployed to Afghanistan where the Taliban is steadily retaking the country?

No. We're talking about whether Sarah Palin was or was not a good mayor, whether she was or was not a good mother, whether her skirts are too short and her zingers too sarcastic.

Christ but it's true, isn't it?

Read the full article here.

Since it started reading like Gossip Girl, that's when.

Apparently Palin's daughter is pregnant.

Not to be confused with the alleged cover-up of her daughter's pregnancy, mind.

Man. Where's the popcorn?

ALSO, omg, where's Gossip Girl? Us TV-less people need our fix still! D:

SO a couple of nights ago I was re-watching one of my favourite shows in the world, and a scene just really struck me as very, very relevant to today's current issues.

A man had just been voted to premiership, and three people were sitting around a living room telly, talking about him. Slightly paraphrased:

"I was going to vote for him," said the girl.

"Oh really?" one of the men asked.

"Yeah, me too," the second man said.

"Why?"

"I don't know," the girl said, "But I liked him."

"Yeah. He was always good to hear," the second man agreed.

"I felt safe," said the girl, tapping her fingers on the cup she held.

And then The Doctor frowned, because he'd heard that drumming sound before Martha was tapping out on her cup before, and then Harold Saxon started talking on the telly, and their telly got blown up and they had to be on the run because they were suspected terrorists--

But I'm getting ahead of myself. :|

Because you know-- maybe the United Kingdom didn't work out much for The Master, but he's definitely set his eyes on America since then! And I can't believe no one's pointed it out before.

Yes, flist. Obama is The Master! I need an icon for that. Come on-- good orator, rose to prominence fairly recently (when did we *really* start hearing about Obama, hmm? *narrows eyes*), bewitches the world with his words...

Observe what he did to the world when he was in power (PS: What follows is spoilerific of Doctor Who 3x12):

I would worry if I were you, flist.

I would. *nods solemnly*




PS: You know I love you guys hardcore, but as I really didn't invest myself in this whole election as little more than a bemused and fascinated observer, I thought last night that the reactions to his speech were interesting (Transcript available here, btw, thanks to morganashkevron who posted it). Actually, the reactions to him are, in general.

PPS: I can totally start a Real-Life Quibbler-esque blog of crackpot conspiracy theories, y/n?

life updates I'm recording just for posterity's sake, or, you know, if anyone was wondering what I'd been up to these days:

• Internship - I think I got one. I say I think because I've not heard word from my employer since I told them I'd love to work with them. It's unpaid work for 40 hours a week beginning as soon as the spring semester ends and ending just before the fall semester begins. Should be a fairly interesting learning experience. (That's what I call them-- learning experiences.)
  
  
• Apartment - Never talked about it here, not really, except for that one time I ranted, but I've found an apartment and roommates who seem okay, so that's all well and good. We're all three of us squeezing into a one-bedroom (they share the living room, and the bedroom is all mine) in a high-rise lake-view condo fifteen minutes from downtown, three blocks from the nearest train station. I am so excited.
  
  
• Chicago - I'm loving this city more and more each day. This Friday ccharlotte and I are going to Looptopia (and trying to stay out all night long) even though next week is like, hell week. It's not like this happens more than once a year, though. (Finals, meanwhile, happen far too often.) Plus, we're going to see Kate Nash (also going to see Made of Honor, lololol cannot wait). I can has Friday nao plz?

I'm tired a lot of the time, but I'm mostly pleased about how things are going.

'Sup, flist?

i cut my finger on a can of soup (campbell settlement, here i come!) and had to get stitches in the ER in the middle of the night, in my flaming pink hello kitty pajamas, and now my finger is all dressed up so i either look like i'm perpetually giving someone the finger OR i bought the newest attachable toy from babeland.

happy chinese new year, folks.

Ooh, Livejournal, you have a Halloween-y theme going on.

So.

Somehow in the middle of my hell week I thought it would be a good idea to--guess what--fly to New York for the weekend. Essentially I:

1. Am now behind on a couple of Pretty Important Project Deadlines
2. Deprived of Decent Sleep
3. Perhaps way in over my head (But that's because of the 20-hour-a-week 7.50-an-hour part time job I took on last week. WHAT WAS I THINKING.)

But it's worth it, I suppose, because:

1. I met up with a friend from college back home and we got drunk on $5 worth of open bars. And peed in the apple center and discussed Making Money Via Selling iPhones for a huge margin back in the Philippines, where they're selling for double the price like hotcakes.
2. Spring Awakening. Mad, mad, mad awesome musical. (And on that note, does anybody have the whole soundtrack? Upload it for me please?)
3. One day I will have one more story to tell my grandchildren, and then I will laugh about it and give them my advice in hindsight so they know what to do next time. :|

Guys.

JUST when I told myself that thank GOD I was leaving this house and will therefore no longer be associated with the newly painted mustard yellow walls and mint green accents (I cry from the blatant abuse of sensible colour combinations, and at the fact that I am related to the man who thought they would be great)...

miss_charmed gives me granny panties, for proud display on my user info.

*cracks up*

For those who may be wondering (AA, particularly, I am SO sorry :\), I took a few days off to study for the GMAT, came back Wednesday to find my internet completely wonked out. It would let me in a few minutes and then stop receiving anything completely again afterward. So I've bought dial-up in the meantime and that, while dying out on me every three minutes thirty seconds, at least it reconnects again.

But barely, now, and it's so temperamental it sucks.

And I cannot even ask to use my brother's laptop, because I called him a spoiled brat the other day. (He is.)

Let's hope this is just a virus like the tech guy said and I can heal it with the outdated version of AVG that I have. :\