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Tuesday, January 08, 2008

Buy Buy Buy!

Latest in the long long list of crazy-ass ways to thwart the homosexual agenda comes from Rev. Ken Hutcherson, who is urging his followers to buy stock in Microsoft, so as to gain control of the company and put an end to their crazy no discriminatin' ways.



He told company leaders, "I could work with you, or I could be your worst
nightmare, because I am a black man with a righteous cause, with a host of
powerful white people behind me," according to an e-mail update to his
supporters. "I hope to hear from you and if not, you will hear from me."

Good luck with that.

Thursday, January 03, 2008

Got God?

I was perusing reddit this morn and came upon this gem which asks the question "Can Atheists be Parents?"

Apparently the answer is no.


In an extraordinary decision, Judge Camarata denied the Burkes' right to
the child because of their lack of belief in a Supreme Being. Despite the
Burkes' "high moral and ethical standards," he said, the New Jersey state
constitution declares that "no person shall be deprived of the inestimable
privilege of worshiping Almighty God in a manner agreeable to the dictates of
his own conscience." Despite Eleanor Katherine's tender years, he continued,
"the child should have the freedom to worship as she sees fit, and not be
influenced by prospective parents who do not believe in a Supreme Being."



My head asplodes. If it is feasible to deny an adoption to atheists because the parents could influence their child, should it not also be feasible to deny adoptions to fundamentalist douchebags who will almost certainly indoctrinate their children? Doesn't that also prevent a child from worshipping as they see fit?

Also, in the news of duh, go check out Lee Harris' Revisiting the Stupid Party, wherein he basically argues that the only way to be a good conservative is to be an idiot. I couldn't agree more.

Hat tip to Chet over at Shakesville.

UPDATE: Apparently the atheist story was from before I was born, so never mind. Lee Harris is still an idiot tho.

Friday, December 28, 2007

Praise Jebus!


Christmas is over, thanks be to whomever may be up there. Honestly, its probably my least favorite holiday. Well, not entirely true. I just hate the pressure to spend like a billion dollars on worthless crap. If the mega xtians wanna bitch about a war on christmas, their first battle should be against consumerism instead of folks that dare say "happy holidays". Seriously, Jesus was all about compassion and giving to the poor and such, how bouts next year all the "Christians" forego the malls and instead go through their closets and donate say 15% of the contents to homeless shelters. THAT would be in line with the spirit of christmas. Now, before basking in the glow of my xmas schwag, I must inform you that one of the gifts that my inlaws gave the darling gf consisted of "homeless kits" with gloves and hats and baby wipes and such, and she was totally geeked about it, so I'm totally covered in the whole charity thing by way of association.



Now, on to more important matters. Like my NEW KITCHENAID!!!! Well actually it is technically our new KitchenAid, but gf got homeless kits, so I am claiming it. Don't be hatin, yo.
I also got fleece pj pants, a pop up Stephen King book (!), a bunch of regular books, a See and Say ornament (that actually sees and says), an awesome print, and I'm sure some other stuff that I have forgotten to mention. We had a good day, even though it was a bit rushed and hectic. All in all glad to be done with it. Now I just gotta get through new years and life will be peachy.

In internet-connectivity-at-home news, I have a mixed report. Verizon came out the morning of christmas eve and fixed their flub, so I do have internet. However, the wireless router portion of the modem/router combo they sent me died almost immediately, so I gotta call em back and bitch some more. Luckily I have the router I used with my cable connection, so I can still use the laptop. Yay!

Friday, December 21, 2007

Gloom, Despair and Agony on Me


I ran across this over at Dooce and decided to write a little about my own experiences in the mental health realm. I've had a problem with depression and anxiety as long as I can remember. It never occured to me that it was actually a problem tho, I just assumed that life sucked and then ya died and thats just the way it was for everyone. I'd have times where I wasn't depressed, but I knew that eventually I'd fall back to my baseline, which was things kinda suck, just deal with it.


A little over a year ago, I finally decided to go to a therapist. Not because I thought it would help, but because my gf urged me to go and at the time we weren't on very solid ground relationship wise, so I went to basically shut her up. It helped a bit, mostly with the anxiety, but certainly wasn't what I would call a life changing experience. My gf expressed concern about the lack of results, which I interpreted as an attack and promptly started to resent her concern and what I thought of as her "I know better than you" attitude. Of course, having been through therapy before, she did know better than me. I just refused to acknowledge that because I was pissed off and hurting and very much woe is me. And some part of me was glad that therapy wasn't doing much, because that meant that I wasn't crazy. There's nothing wrong with me, its just that the world is shit and I'm the only one who sees it. Go me and my firm grasp on reality. Obviously the problem can't be me, cause look, I'm getting help! What more would you like me to do? That part of me was also happy because depression is habit forming. At least it is to someone like me (which is to say someone that is not a fan of change). The idea of living without depression is scary. I mean hey, if you're already on the floor, you don't have far to fall, right? Why the hell would I wanna go and get all happy when I know damn well that eventually life will kick me in the teeth. How can I be sure I'll survive a fall like that?


So I continued with therapy that didn't do much for close to a year. During that year, my relationship with my gf continued to deteriorate. We decided to pursure couples therapy to help us find some common ground, and I decided to continue my individual therapy with our couples therapist. Partly it was to assuage gf's concerns, and partly it was to make sure that our therapist got to hear "my side of the story" about our relationship. It certainly wasn't because I thought she could do any better than my last therapist because as I've said, nothing wrong with me.


Lo and behold, during my very first session, things did change. Or started to anyways. Its a little hard to describe. The closest I can come is that it was very much like getting my first pair of glasses. Not a huge change, just a little shift. Things are clearer. I can see farther. The world isn't quite so blurry and confusing as I thought. Its really just a matter of perception. In therapy, I've learned to see things from a different angle, and thats what makes the difference. The effect its had on my relationship with the gf is huge. I think our relationship is stronger now than its ever been, and I have no doubt it will continue to improve. I laugh more, worry less, and am able to do more for the people I love. And I have gotten to know myself better, which enables me to know others better as well.

So there's my therapy story. I was right btw, there isn't anything wrong with me. I'm just a normal run o the mill lesbian. Now I just have a better view. So if you've flirted with the idea of therapy, either for yourself or for your relationship, please please please do it. Its the best thing I have ever done for myself and best thing I could have possibly done for my relationship. Asking for help is not a sign of weakness, its a sign of strength.

Therapy is by no means a cure all for everyone. And it isn't always the easiest thing to do. Sometimes ya gotta look at things that you don't want to see, and sometimes life still sucks pretty hard. But the fall doesn't look quite so scary.

Wednesday, December 19, 2007

BACK!!

So I'm gonna attempt to bring my ol blog back from the dead. First order o business is to bring y'all up to date. Lets see, in the last like 2 years, I got laid off, fell into a hellish depression, found a therapist, found a new job, found a better therapist, and now I feel much better. Oh, and I got another cat. Because as much as I try to fight it, I am, indeed one of those lesbians. So there ya go, all caught up.

Well, almost caught up. Recent events in the girlydyke household have included shutting off the cable. We now get three whole channels on our big ass TV. Three. Count em. Last night our TV watching options included The Biggest Loser, which apparently is some sort of "reality" show where fat people try to become less fat so as to win cash. Can't say I'm a fan. Our second option was some sort of Christmas concert kinda thing. Looked to be a "Put the CHRIST back in CHRISTMAS you dirty fucking heathens!" type of program, so um no. And the final option was some show about a doctor that deals in mysterious illnesses? maybe?

I haven't watched broadcast TV in so long I don't even know what to do with myself. I'm just hoping I can fanangle the rabbit ears enough to get Lost when it comes back on because reality tv makes me want to kill people. We should have our DSL service up and running tomorrow night, so I'll attempt to blog from home. Or you'll hear from me in another 2 years. *shrug*

Saturday, February 18, 2006

All Hail Me!

Wow, two posts in less than 6 months. Aren't y'all lucky? So, since last I blogged, the VP shot a guy in the face with a shotgun. Not sure exactly who would find that surprising, but whatev. Woulda made a much much better story if it had been Chimpy McAsshat that got "peppered". Hee. But I guess ya can't have everything.
In other news, the foxtrot is satan's way of splitting up happily coupled lesbians. Consider yourself warned. Luckily, the darling girlfriend and I recognized the dark one's plot and promptly boycotted the evil dance. Haha! F U Satan! Swing dancing, however, is huge fun and I suggest everyone learn how. And fo real, its like hella simple.
And now! On to the big big really big huge motherfucking news! Are ya ready?!?!?
I QUIT SMOKING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
No, really I did. Did so. Its been like 3 weeks since I had a cigarette. Granted, I am medicated, but still. Go me!! WOOOOOOO!!!! I have been smoking for 20 years. Which is ~2/3 of my life BTW. And if I can do it, me of little will power, anyone can. Get your doc to put you on Wellbutrin (which is the same as zyban, except insurace will usually cover wellbutrin. But not zyban. Cause its much cheaper to pay for a lung transplant later than pay for pills now. or something.) Anyhoo, get your wellbutrin, make up your mind and just do it. And then blog about it, so if ya fuck it up you'll feel like an asshole. Extra inspiration ya know ;o)
So far I don't feel much different. Its getting easier as time goes on, but I still jones a butt in a big way a few times a day. I might have a teensy bit more energy, but nothing terribly life changing. The only thing I've really noticed is that I can smell things alot better now. Like the bullshit the white house spews daily for example. Pheewww!! How do you people stand it?

PS Also since I last blogged, the Steelers won the superbowl. Which I forgot to mention because I have only the foggiest of memories of the superbowl, due to the celebrating that occured. So congrats Steelers! And thanks to darling girlfriend for not only watching the game with me, but also for driving my drunken obnoxious ass home. You da best baby!