Ho, hum

Life is still boring. Why do I keep coming here when I know that noone is reading this crap anyway? Do I care? I don't know. Maybe I don't. Maybe I do. The two places that I started reading seemed to post a crap of a lot of stuff all the time, then both seemed to just stop. What the hell? Does this mean I have to find other blogs to entertain me? What about the time and effort I went into to find those blogs!? I want my money back!

Wait...nevermind.

Women live longer, part 3

Women live longer, part 2

Just wanted to add another post about why it is that women live longer. Here you go!

Women live longer

Don't you just love being without money? Such a wonderful experiance knowing that there is nothing to do because you have no money to do. So, until I get paid, I am stuck in the pergatory. I guess I should clean my bedroom. It needs it.

Well, before I get off, I want to post a picture showing why it is that women live longer:

Where are we going, and why are we in this handbasket?

I just read that South Dakota has signed a law that will outlaw abortions. Man, I love it when people tell us what to do with our bodies. Maybe they would like it if I told them what they could go do with theirs?!

Well, I will say that at least I don't live there, but I doubt that OK will be far behind...we are in the bible belt, after all, with more friggen churches on every street corner, I'm surprised they don't just join with the gas companies! Fill up and be saved! The ultimate convenience!

Do you know what all of this makes me think of? All of these dumb asses are the same ones who are making a stink when we actually try to educate our kids! Teach them what sex is, so they don't learn it from the other kids who don't know a damn thing about it anyway! Teach them what contraception is, so that the number of unwanted pregnancies will go down! They think that the only thing we should be teaching our kids about sex is not to do it. Well, I have news for you: they are human, too, and they will damn well do it! Telling them not to is to make them think it is cool and mysterious, and want it all the more. And, when they go do it, they will know little or nothing about the REAL dangers, or how to prevent them with protection like condoms.

Contraception should be provided to these kids! They will save themselves and their parents (and their partners) a lot of grief if they have it available to them! Yes, this is also the fault of the parents. They should be teaching their kids about it, too. But the church has made it such a taboo that noone wants to risk making their kids heathen sinners. I've got news for you. They are only humans. They have desires, and suppressing those desires is very unhealthy.

So, South Dakota, you want to cut down on abortions, making them illegal won't work. Teaching your children about sex and protection will. Let them make the choice with all the information they need to make the best one, before they have to make the choice of how to get out of the mess they made.

Lots of love.

Damn computers...who needs em?

Why does everything have to be such a mess? I finally figured out why I was having trouble with my blog's template...and it wasn't blogger at all! It was an extension I have for Firefox! So, after spending an extra hour just turning them off, one by one, to see which one was doing it, I found out that the problem was fixed by an update, so I didn't have to mess with any of them, anyway!

Honestly, who thought up computers? I swear someone came up with the idea for them knowing that someday, I would be tortured by them for hours trying to get them to work the way they are supposed to in the first place! It's a freaking curse to be good with these piles of crap! Everyone wants me to fix them, and I just want to scream! No! I WILL NOT FIX YOUR COMPUTER, DAMMIT!!!

Whew. That felt good to get out.

Well, as my happy bunny profile suggests, you can all kiss my ass if you don't like that. Or, you can kiss my ass if you just want to kiss my ass.

On another note, I've decided something: anyone who gets between me and my diet coke better look out! Without DC, all the chocolate I eat would make me feel guilty. Without my chocolate, I would get crabby and nasty. Then, I would take it all out on you!

You've been warned.

Bitching about work

You know, I hate it when work asks me to come in late. Just when you get all used to a regular, 8-5 schedule, they say they want me to come in for a late shift. So, just when I get used to being in bed by 10, I'm working til midnight. Then, I have to right away re-adjust! I ask you, how is anyone supposed to maintain sanity like this?!

But, the wretched truth of the matter is that there is nothing I can do...grin, bear it, pretend to kiss their butt, while making little dart boards with their pictures on them for target practice. Or maybe bowling with their heads on the top of the pins. Yeah, that sounds about right.

Well, I don't know if this is cool, or a hassle...I actually get a pager for work. Woohoo! And, every day, I get a horoscope. I didn't sign up for one, but it still comes, faithfully, every day. And the sad part is, it isn't even my own horoscope! It's for Libra. But, it is amusing. I would type them up here, but I turned it off last night, and I can't figure out how to get the stupid thing to come back on. I hit a button, and it dutifully informs me that it is in off mode...well, duh! I know it's off! I want it to come back on! And, of course, I lost the damn instructions, thinking that I wouldn't need them. Figures.

Well, people, that is all I have for now, your little fix on what the Raven is not doing today...namely, anything productive at all. I could always say "Nevermore" here, but that would be too predictable.