I am so angry right now. The anger has been with me for about 7 hours now. A long time, I know, but it's rooted in misconception and the spreading of lies.
Right now I'm reading Barack Obama's book "The Audacity of Hope". I read it on breaks at work, and usually get about 5 pages read or so because it is such a conversation starter. I don't mind at all, especially because most of the time it usually revolves around questions about Obama or it's just outright support for the man who I hope will be our next president.
What I don't like is people trying to be slick and spreading what has proven to be false accusations and criticisms.
That is what happened today. I am sitting quietly reading, when an associate walks in and says, "Barack Obama, huh? So, you fancy yourself a Democrat then?" To which I reply, "Yes, I do fancy myself a Democrat." He then replies, "I like him, if I were to vote Democrat, I would definitely vote for him. I think he's a good guy." Then all hell breaks loose. This other associate pulls him aside (mind you still within earshot of me) and he goes on and on about how Obama's a Muslim, he belongs to a racist church that doesn't allow anyone in that isn't black, how Obama's supporters can't name one thing that he's done while he's been in office.
So I go off. Big time. I tell him everything he just stated is a big fat lie. He says how he got the email from a family member and they are reliable. I tell him it's an email forward, it's been circulating for a while, and that it has been proven false. I tell him to go to snopes.com. He then says he wasn't talking to me. I tell him how he was in a public area, he said it KNOWING that I could hear him, and that I was not going to take the false criticism and accusations against someone that I want to be the next president of the United States. And I also go into the political background of Obama - telling him exactly how many bills that Obama has signed, authored, or supported. I tell him don't categorize all Obama supporters of not knowing what he has done (he of course said that he didn't say that). The other guy apologized for even saying anything. I tell him it's not his fault, I'm just not going to sit idly by.
I know I shouldn't let it bother me, but it's this exact kind of closed-mindedness that has sent this country down the path it has been for the past 8 years. I got an email forward saying that if I didn't send it on, I was going to suffer from god-knows-what. I never forwarded it, and the only thing I've suffered from in the past year was a fever last month. Yeah, I'm going out on a crazy limb here and say that the two are NOT related.
So, I printed off the two articles from snopes that show exactly how wrong this guy's "trusted source" is. There are two different emails floating around, I don't know which one this prick got, but either way, he's wrong.
And I'm going to put a little note that says, "Next time, check the facts - everything you claim to know is a rumor"
Should be sufficient.
Saturday, February 16, 2008
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
MI and FL delegates should NOT be seated
In this election year's primary/caucus season, there were two primaries that were punished by the Democratic National Committee. Those two states are Florida and Michigan. These two states broke the rules and moved their primaries ahead of what is allowed by DNC rules. Their punishment for this was that their delegates would not be seated (that is, counted) at the national convention where the presidential nominee is named.
In Michigan, candidates had until October 9th to pull their names off of the ballots. Five of the candidates did this. Sen. Clinton did not. It is no surprise then, that she won in Michigan considering she was uncontested. In Florida, the same thing. She ran uncontested.
Anyone who is not living under a rock I am sure has seen/heard the election coverage. And can see that Sen. Obama is gaining momentum. By leaps and bounds. As I write this, he has taken over the lead in TOTAL delegates. That includes superdelegates!
Well, guess what Sen. Clinton now wants. That's right, she wants the delegates from MI and FL to be seated. I cannot even begin to get into how unfair and unjust this would be - not only to Sen. Obama, but it would be a slap in the face to the voters in these two states who were not able to vote for the candidate they felt was best suited for the job.
As a voter in the state of Michigan, I am urging everyone to sign the below linked petition to stop the DNC from seating these delegates. Make it a fair election. I have read that the DNC would allow summer caucuses for each state that would fall under election guidelines and therefore allow candidates to campaign equally. That would be the best solution to what could easily be something that would destroy people's faith in a fair and democratic process. It would be, at the basest of all levels, cheating by Sen. Clinton.
Please sign this petition if you are a believer in a fair nomination process.
In Michigan, candidates had until October 9th to pull their names off of the ballots. Five of the candidates did this. Sen. Clinton did not. It is no surprise then, that she won in Michigan considering she was uncontested. In Florida, the same thing. She ran uncontested.
Anyone who is not living under a rock I am sure has seen/heard the election coverage. And can see that Sen. Obama is gaining momentum. By leaps and bounds. As I write this, he has taken over the lead in TOTAL delegates. That includes superdelegates!
Well, guess what Sen. Clinton now wants. That's right, she wants the delegates from MI and FL to be seated. I cannot even begin to get into how unfair and unjust this would be - not only to Sen. Obama, but it would be a slap in the face to the voters in these two states who were not able to vote for the candidate they felt was best suited for the job.
As a voter in the state of Michigan, I am urging everyone to sign the below linked petition to stop the DNC from seating these delegates. Make it a fair election. I have read that the DNC would allow summer caucuses for each state that would fall under election guidelines and therefore allow candidates to campaign equally. That would be the best solution to what could easily be something that would destroy people's faith in a fair and democratic process. It would be, at the basest of all levels, cheating by Sen. Clinton.
Please sign this petition if you are a believer in a fair nomination process.
Monday, February 11, 2008
Saturday, January 5, 2008
We're All Stars Now... In The Dope Show....
I feel I must rant about something that happened last night. Yes, I woke up this morning still pissed. And I'm at my wits end as to what to do about it anymore.
Where I am living, I have lived for around 8 years now. Needless to say, I have lived here the longest. There are only four apartments in my building, and each of us has a parking spot in the garage. Seeing as I have lived here the longest, I have "earned" the right to have the best parking spot. Seems only fair, right? It's the way it's been since I've first moved in. I once had the awkward spot that was hard to back out of - and I worked my way up the ladder to the one I have now.
So, this past year, everyone moved out of the other apartments. All new tenants. The first new tenant to move in NEVER parked in my spot. Which really makes me wonder if my landlord has the same lease as he did when he first took over the apartments (assigned spaces in the lease). The second new tenant parked in my space one time. I left a note saying welcome to the building, explained how that's my parking spot, blah blah blah. She hasn't parked in my spot since.
Which brings me to tenant number 3. The dope show. As in pot smoking little bitch. First night after she moves in - parks in my spot. I left the same kind of friendly note as I did with the other tenant. A few days go by, and I come home from work and she's blocking the driveway with her car. I wait it out and a couple hours later she leaves. She does this kind of bullshit on a regular basis. I don't have a normal schedule, so it's not like she can park there knowing that I won't be home for hours. Plus, not only is she blocking me, but she's blocking another tenant's space as well. Oh, and I knock on her door (the first time she did this) to ask her to move, and the bitch never answered her door - and I could hear the music from inside and giggling. Another time she did it, I was even what I thought cool about the situation and told her if she needed to she could park behind me once I was in the garage because I wasn't going to leave until the next morning. You would think she would take the hint. And it's not like these times that she blocked the entire driveway that there wasn't parking on the street. There was.
So, last night I come home from work. And guess who is in my spot in the garage yet again. Oh yeah, I'm pissed. I get out of my car and slam my door, ready to give this little bitch a piece of my mind, when as soon as I slam my door, she comes out the front door and says something, more like mumbling. I say "HUH?" At this point, I'm done being polite. She again says something like "I'm.....gonna... move... car...." She is so high that simple sentence construction was beyond her. After finally getting to park in my spot, I walk in the front door of the building and the smell of pot is so strong it about knocked me over. Not only that, but instantly I had a headache and wanted to throw up.
Now the dilemma. Do I be a complete and utter bitch and complain to the landlord? I don't mean about the parking. I mean about the drugs. I cannot stand the smell of marijuana. It makes me sick to my stomach. And despite the fact that I am not completely against marijuana in the fact that I don't think it's any more harmful than alcohol, it is still an illegal drug. The smell reached up into my apartment. That is not fair to me. I was half tempted to call the cops, but what do they really care about people smoking some pot in an apartment - I think they are more concerned about the dealers.
I know the reason why I'm more irritated about the pot smoking than normal is because I can't stand this chick. It's true. I can't. It sucks that when I get out of work now, I don't look forward to coming home because I don't know if I can even get in.
Ugh. I just don't know what to do anymore. The obvious note didn't work. Let's hope that my being completely pissed off last night worked. There was no mistaking my slamming of the door that's for sure.
Where I am living, I have lived for around 8 years now. Needless to say, I have lived here the longest. There are only four apartments in my building, and each of us has a parking spot in the garage. Seeing as I have lived here the longest, I have "earned" the right to have the best parking spot. Seems only fair, right? It's the way it's been since I've first moved in. I once had the awkward spot that was hard to back out of - and I worked my way up the ladder to the one I have now.
So, this past year, everyone moved out of the other apartments. All new tenants. The first new tenant to move in NEVER parked in my spot. Which really makes me wonder if my landlord has the same lease as he did when he first took over the apartments (assigned spaces in the lease). The second new tenant parked in my space one time. I left a note saying welcome to the building, explained how that's my parking spot, blah blah blah. She hasn't parked in my spot since.
Which brings me to tenant number 3. The dope show. As in pot smoking little bitch. First night after she moves in - parks in my spot. I left the same kind of friendly note as I did with the other tenant. A few days go by, and I come home from work and she's blocking the driveway with her car. I wait it out and a couple hours later she leaves. She does this kind of bullshit on a regular basis. I don't have a normal schedule, so it's not like she can park there knowing that I won't be home for hours. Plus, not only is she blocking me, but she's blocking another tenant's space as well. Oh, and I knock on her door (the first time she did this) to ask her to move, and the bitch never answered her door - and I could hear the music from inside and giggling. Another time she did it, I was even what I thought cool about the situation and told her if she needed to she could park behind me once I was in the garage because I wasn't going to leave until the next morning. You would think she would take the hint. And it's not like these times that she blocked the entire driveway that there wasn't parking on the street. There was.
So, last night I come home from work. And guess who is in my spot in the garage yet again. Oh yeah, I'm pissed. I get out of my car and slam my door, ready to give this little bitch a piece of my mind, when as soon as I slam my door, she comes out the front door and says something, more like mumbling. I say "HUH?" At this point, I'm done being polite. She again says something like "I'm.....gonna... move... car...." She is so high that simple sentence construction was beyond her. After finally getting to park in my spot, I walk in the front door of the building and the smell of pot is so strong it about knocked me over. Not only that, but instantly I had a headache and wanted to throw up.
Now the dilemma. Do I be a complete and utter bitch and complain to the landlord? I don't mean about the parking. I mean about the drugs. I cannot stand the smell of marijuana. It makes me sick to my stomach. And despite the fact that I am not completely against marijuana in the fact that I don't think it's any more harmful than alcohol, it is still an illegal drug. The smell reached up into my apartment. That is not fair to me. I was half tempted to call the cops, but what do they really care about people smoking some pot in an apartment - I think they are more concerned about the dealers.
I know the reason why I'm more irritated about the pot smoking than normal is because I can't stand this chick. It's true. I can't. It sucks that when I get out of work now, I don't look forward to coming home because I don't know if I can even get in.
Ugh. I just don't know what to do anymore. The obvious note didn't work. Let's hope that my being completely pissed off last night worked. There was no mistaking my slamming of the door that's for sure.
Saturday, December 22, 2007
Got myself a little Christmas present...
So for the past month or so I've really been craving a tattoo. More specifically, I've been craving a four-leaf clover tattoo. My wanting of this tattoo has been fueled recently by watching several episodes of L.A. Ink. Not only that, but some associates at work have some new inkwork as well. Tonight I decided after work if I could find a design of a four-leaf clover I liked, I would get the tattoo.
I knew before searching of these things: I wanted it on the inside of my wrist and I did not want some cheesy cartoony looking bright green design, in fact, I was leaning more toward black outline and gray shading.
After searching I found the PERFECT design on, of all places, Jo-Ann fabrics, more specifically, Jo-Ann Designs. I could never describe it in words so here it is:
It looks a little misshapen only because it's a little swollen from just having it done but I love it love it love it. Simple and black. And a four-leaf clover. Here's hoping it brings me some luck!
I knew before searching of these things: I wanted it on the inside of my wrist and I did not want some cheesy cartoony looking bright green design, in fact, I was leaning more toward black outline and gray shading.
After searching I found the PERFECT design on, of all places, Jo-Ann fabrics, more specifically, Jo-Ann Designs. I could never describe it in words so here it is:
It looks a little misshapen only because it's a little swollen from just having it done but I love it love it love it. Simple and black. And a four-leaf clover. Here's hoping it brings me some luck!
Sunday, December 16, 2007
hit me, beat me...it's okay, because i love you......
That seems to be what a friend of mine is thinking. Over a year ago she was dating said girlfriend hitter. He got mad at her (oh but he was really wasted) and smacked her around. She ended things that night when he did that and soon after she moved to a different state for a job. Well, she ended up moving back to MI and what is the first thing she said to me? That she misses said a-hole and that she's going to see him. Didn't take too long before she said she wants him back, blah blah blah - and it seems that it's heading toward a reconciliation/getting back together. He's actually being the intelligent one in this case and holding things off. For whatever reason, and I've never met him, but I've never got a good feeling about him.
I just would not let someone back into my life that hit me at any time. A person does not hit another if they love them, and sorry to sound sexist, but a man does not hit a woman. I'm all about equality in the workplace, and equality when it comes to the mind. But there are definitely physical differences between women and men that cannot be denied. A man who hits a woman is using those differences as leverage and power over a woman and that makes them a giant coward. Not only a coward but the biggest a-hole on the planet.
When my friend starts talking about this a-hole, I really don't say anything. I've made my feelings about him known back when she first started talking about seeing him again. Reminding her of the beating. Guess it went in one ear and out the other. And here I never thought she'd become one of those broken women who takes the abuse because they believe there is nothing else.
Okay, I'm done ranting about horrible men. How about a head-scratcher instead? I was out yesterday at one of my favorite local semi-fast food semi-chains (it's very localized to the west side of the state). I was brushing the snow off of my car (because in the 20 minutes I was inside the place, the snow had piled up to where I couldn't see, yeah I was happy) when a car pulls in, and I hear "Excuse me ma'am?" So I turn, and there's a guy pretty much blocking my car with his in the lot. He says "I need to get to Allegan?" So immediately I thought he needed directions, because he ended the statement with the up inflection on Allegan, which says question, not statement. So I said, "Okayyyyyy..." and he said, "No, I know how to get there, I just am out of gas and I am wondering if you have any spare change?" To which I said, "I don't have any cash, sorry." And he drove off.
Let's see. You drive around asking for money for gas, but yet you're out of gas. Here's a thought, STOP DRIVING AROUND. You're using more gas driving around than making it I'm sure to make it to Allegan. Oh, and I did have cash. I just prefer not to give it to morons.
As far as my craftiness is concerned, I've been holding myself back from buying more yarn. I'm very very close to finishing my gray blouson sweater (I have maybe a half-inch to go on the body and then it's the arms and then I'm done). I've told myself I'm not buying any yarn until after Christmas and so far I've been good about this (despite several almost breaking points because of sales). I have several projects I want to do lined up. I started a scarf for myself too, because I bought a new coat, and a new dark purple scarf would look soooooooo nice. My natty hat did NOT turn out after blocking. It would be a great kid's hat. Too small for my big head. Perhaps I'll donate it to the homeless shelter here.
Onto trying to get that sweater done and blocking TODAY!
I just would not let someone back into my life that hit me at any time. A person does not hit another if they love them, and sorry to sound sexist, but a man does not hit a woman. I'm all about equality in the workplace, and equality when it comes to the mind. But there are definitely physical differences between women and men that cannot be denied. A man who hits a woman is using those differences as leverage and power over a woman and that makes them a giant coward. Not only a coward but the biggest a-hole on the planet.
When my friend starts talking about this a-hole, I really don't say anything. I've made my feelings about him known back when she first started talking about seeing him again. Reminding her of the beating. Guess it went in one ear and out the other. And here I never thought she'd become one of those broken women who takes the abuse because they believe there is nothing else.
Okay, I'm done ranting about horrible men. How about a head-scratcher instead? I was out yesterday at one of my favorite local semi-fast food semi-chains (it's very localized to the west side of the state). I was brushing the snow off of my car (because in the 20 minutes I was inside the place, the snow had piled up to where I couldn't see, yeah I was happy) when a car pulls in, and I hear "Excuse me ma'am?" So I turn, and there's a guy pretty much blocking my car with his in the lot. He says "I need to get to Allegan?" So immediately I thought he needed directions, because he ended the statement with the up inflection on Allegan, which says question, not statement. So I said, "Okayyyyyy..." and he said, "No, I know how to get there, I just am out of gas and I am wondering if you have any spare change?" To which I said, "I don't have any cash, sorry." And he drove off.
Let's see. You drive around asking for money for gas, but yet you're out of gas. Here's a thought, STOP DRIVING AROUND. You're using more gas driving around than making it I'm sure to make it to Allegan. Oh, and I did have cash. I just prefer not to give it to morons.
As far as my craftiness is concerned, I've been holding myself back from buying more yarn. I'm very very close to finishing my gray blouson sweater (I have maybe a half-inch to go on the body and then it's the arms and then I'm done). I've told myself I'm not buying any yarn until after Christmas and so far I've been good about this (despite several almost breaking points because of sales). I have several projects I want to do lined up. I started a scarf for myself too, because I bought a new coat, and a new dark purple scarf would look soooooooo nice. My natty hat did NOT turn out after blocking. It would be a great kid's hat. Too small for my big head. Perhaps I'll donate it to the homeless shelter here.
Onto trying to get that sweater done and blocking TODAY!
Saturday, December 15, 2007
hey you i don't like your girlfirend.....
.....so apparently I am someone's girlfriend and I didn't even know it..... It of course, isn't true... But I'm continuously baffled by this person's behavior and the jealousy behind it... One of my best friends happens to be male. Not only male, but a married male at that. We used to work for the same company, but now work for different companies. Despite that, we've kept up our friendship because we're able to talk about anything and everything, and being the friends that we are - we do the whole cheering up thing when one of us is down. We only talk before work (on the drive to work) or after work (again, on the drive home). We don't talk on weekends. We don't talk after 5:30pm or so at night. We haven't seen each other in months (since before he left the company). But according to his wife, our friendship must end. He is too emotionally involved with me. WHAT?
She went through his phone bill, saw that on some days he talks to me for a half hour or so, and demanded he stop talking to me. Okay. So I'm single. He's not. There is where I would initially raise my eyebrows if he were my husband. But as I said, we don't see each other. In fact, he's home every night. I put myself in her shoes and tried as hard as I could to see things from her point of view and I cannot bring myself to be as jealous as that when there is no reason to be. She in fact even said that "I know nothing physical is going on because you're always home". But she's worried about him being too emotionally involved with me. Yeah, let me just say, my friend is NOT an emotional person. That's what makes the friendship work - I'm the emotional one - and the emotional part is not me gushing my love for him or asking him to be with me - it's my freak-outs at work or freak-outs about my latest dating failure - he grounds me when I become a wreck.
It just irritates me that he gets treated like that when there is no cause. We have to sneak around to talk like we actually are having the affair she seems to think we're having.
Anyway. So the guy I mentioned in the previous post is still after me. I found out something disturbing and that is he's into prescription drugs and doing "whippits". I just can't bring myself to being okay with that. It's not okay. It's dangerous and stupid. It's just one more thing on top of everything else which tells me to stay away. So I'm keeping my distance. I talk to him, but that's it. If at anytime he brings up seeing each other I make up an excuse. Yeah, I'm a chickenshit like that. I'd rather be evasive then say flat out what I'm feeling when it comes to dating him. No wonder I get the same treatment by guys. I guess it is true, what goes around comes around.
Dammit.
She went through his phone bill, saw that on some days he talks to me for a half hour or so, and demanded he stop talking to me. Okay. So I'm single. He's not. There is where I would initially raise my eyebrows if he were my husband. But as I said, we don't see each other. In fact, he's home every night. I put myself in her shoes and tried as hard as I could to see things from her point of view and I cannot bring myself to be as jealous as that when there is no reason to be. She in fact even said that "I know nothing physical is going on because you're always home". But she's worried about him being too emotionally involved with me. Yeah, let me just say, my friend is NOT an emotional person. That's what makes the friendship work - I'm the emotional one - and the emotional part is not me gushing my love for him or asking him to be with me - it's my freak-outs at work or freak-outs about my latest dating failure - he grounds me when I become a wreck.
It just irritates me that he gets treated like that when there is no cause. We have to sneak around to talk like we actually are having the affair she seems to think we're having.
Anyway. So the guy I mentioned in the previous post is still after me. I found out something disturbing and that is he's into prescription drugs and doing "whippits". I just can't bring myself to being okay with that. It's not okay. It's dangerous and stupid. It's just one more thing on top of everything else which tells me to stay away. So I'm keeping my distance. I talk to him, but that's it. If at anytime he brings up seeing each other I make up an excuse. Yeah, I'm a chickenshit like that. I'd rather be evasive then say flat out what I'm feeling when it comes to dating him. No wonder I get the same treatment by guys. I guess it is true, what goes around comes around.
Dammit.
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