January 10th, 2003


OH the conversations.

Well, recreations of conversations... and I'm not making this up. NO REALLY I'm not.

(Rhiannon was playing with canned spray air stuff. )
Me: That was one of the neat things about dating geeks. They *always* have that stuff around.
Rhiannon: It doesn't last very long
Me: yeah, I'll usually go through about 2 cans when blowing out my computer.
Rhiannon: What?
Me: You know, when you crack open your case and clean out your computer.
Rhiannon: What would you open?
Me: The case.
Rhiannon: **very confused look**
Me: The case to your computer.
Rhiannon: You mean the modem?
Me: **very confused face** no. The modem is usually just a card that allows you to connect to the internet via a phone cord.
Rhiannon: Then what do you mean?
Me: The *case* to your *computer*
Rhiannon: The monitor?
Me: no... okay... (here I resort to pantomime again) This is the monitor. This is the keyboard. This big thing overhere... that's the computer.
Rhiannon: Oh! you mean the tower.
Me: no, I mean the computer. Some of them just happen to be towers.
Rhiannon: oh, see... mine is an e-machine. I think it's like.. .welded shut or something. I don't know.

And then a customer walked up. Thank god.

Then later at the grocery store she kept insisting that my sushi smelled really bad. "OH MY GOD, IT STINKS SO MUCH! Ewwwwww! I HATE seafood. It's SOO GROSS"
"Hey, this isn't seafood. It's just veggie rolls."
"Rhiannon, it's just a veggie roll. No fish."
"I don't see how you can eat that stuff GUH IT SMELLS SO BAAAD."
"Rhiannon, it's rice, a lil nori, carrots, cucumbers and a tiny bit of avocado. That's it. No fish. No fish at all. NO FISH. No seafood."

So she finally shut up. And then, she wanted to know if I wanted to hang out tonight. heheheh.

angry, pompous, rambling, pseudo-political rant. feel free to skip it.

more battlegroups shipping out.
A law stating that no marine can take indefinite leave after April.
3,000 marines on standby to be picked up with the amphibious groups that are currently moving out.

And the dipshits in this country will probably re-elect the bellicose frat boy currently in office.
Despite his not being elected in the first place.
Yep, I'm still on that. And I'll continue to be on that... probably forever. He wasn't elected and we're just so fucking jaded that we didn't CARE enough that this one guy (and all his daddy's friends) shoved it in our faces that our vote means *nothing*. It was interrupting our Must See TV programming. Get it over with! I need to see what happens to Rachel and Ross this week!

Fuck you and your apathy.

I think it might just be part of growing up here in the middle of this huge military complex. Growing up the child of someone who spent a few tours in vietnam and who still gets very very weird when watching certain films. Knowing that the military never added anything positive to my family except a steady income. Knowing that the most valuable thing I learned from all the sailor boys around here is that they plan to play dumb, and they'd appreciate it if you'd do the same.

I see these *little boys* being rallied to go kill people. Can someone give me a good reason? Can someone give me a reason that's good enough? I'm open to suggestions.

I've had enough flag waving, patriotic, 'come on home boys', glory of war crap shoved down my throat. It's the media's mainline around here. It's all dissolves of waving flags and happy, relived, bawling women holding up children to the strangers coming off the ships. God bless yous all around.
I've never gotten that Audie Murphy ideal crap. I've never gotten why it takes such strong men to kill until they're killed. To follow orders. I go to Arlington and I see a lot of wasted life. No glory. No orchestral swell.

Of course, I don't get the 'ideals' behind the death penalty either.

This is why I've had to stop talking politics and corporate policy and protest and the state of the world. I get so mad. And then I get overwhelmed. And then I just feel sort of hopeless. I have no answers. I just know that *this* is not right.

someone make me go do something else.

I'm in a horribly talky mood. I want some human fucking contact.....

But I was looking through LJ filters I have set up. Not that I use filters much these days. it's been months and months and months since a friends only entry. It's wide open Holly.
Turns out, I only REALLY REALLY trust 6 people on my friends list. And one of those people... I don't even know your name.
How fucked up is that?