- Wanna pet my kitty?
- Back on the Horse
I've been pretty light on the political commentary since the election, so I thought today I'd give ya a little ranting. First off, fuck you John Kerry. Fuck you, fuck your campaign, fuck your whole fucking party. If I could take my vote back I would. Dickhead. "Oh, we'll make sure every vote is counted..." Yeah right. And a broader fuck you to the entire Democratic Party. Cept Stephanie Tubbs Jones and Barbara Boxer. To you I give thanks. The rest of em can kiss my ass, I'm registering independent.
I'd also like to give a rousing fuck you to the state of Texas, where apparently murdering your wife will get you 4 months, but wounding the guy she was shtuppin gets you 15 YEARS. How fucked up must our society be for that to happen? Seriously. I'm fucking speechless. On a related note, fuck you Superior Court Judge Paul A. Bastine, who recinded the divorce of a pregnant woman from her abusive husband. Because she's pregnant. Because the best place a pregnant woman can be is with some asshole that beats her. I'm curious as to whether the judge could be charged with a crime if said husband were to beat his wife and cause a miscarriage. Probably not, I mean after all it IS her fault. She coulda just left right? Um, yeah.
Monday, January 10, 2005
- Prepare Yourselves
I have about a gazillion things to update ya one. First off, my girlfriend rocks. But ya knew that already, so on to the second most important piece of news in the girlydyke household..... I got a kitty. WOOT! Most of ya's don't know this, but I have been wanting to get a cat for oh.... about 3 years now. And couldn't because I was stuck in the apartment, which allows no cats. Which was my ex's fault and if I were a grudge holding kinda gal I'd still be pissed about it. Oh wait. I AM a grudge holdin kinda gal. My bad.
Anyhoo, the Sunday after New Years, Cristin and I went to the Humane Society down the road and got me a wee lil kitten with a fucky eye. Well his eye isn't fucky anymore, but it was. All shades o fucky. But he was a cutie so we got him anyways and took him home and have been pumping him full of kitty antibiotics and putting some kinda goo in his eyes and he's all better now. Almost anyways. He was briefly know as Mad Eye Moony, due to his aformentioned fucky eye, but was renamed Sebastian and it seems to fit him well. He's just a lil bundle of furry kitty joy and I'll stop gushing now because I'll be damned if I'm gonna turn into one o those lesbians! But seriously. So. Damn. Cute.
In other news, the house is coming along slowly but surely. Actually got off my lazy ass and got all my clothes unpacked yesterday. All I can say is that its a damn good thing I have a huge closet cuz sweet Christ I have a lot of shit. This week I'm going to attempt to tackle all the crap in the red room, which will probably be in vain. But hey, I'll give it a shot.
Back to awesome girlfriend news- I got us tickets to Les Mis this Friday. Huzzah! I didn't even know it was playing till Cristin brought it to my attention. I am a big fan. We're gonna get all gussied up and do dinner and the show, probably followed by cocktails in one of Pittsburgh's classy queer bars. Heh.
So I think y'all are caught up now. I will try to keep ya more in the loop ;o)