If Northern Ireland and South Africa can legislate gay marriage, why can't we?
Oh, wait, probably because the first couple in Massachusetts to file for a civil union just filed for an end to the union, on the grounds of spousal abuse.
Gays aren't at all like straights. Really. They're more like Tickle Me Elmos. Except gay.
In other news, I have a cold. My sinuses weigh about fifty pounds. I also still have no job. I am not going to worry about this until after Christmas, but I really do have to get an application into one place. And I have to see if another place has a posting still up, because if they do I will rewrite my application and send it in. It turns out - who knew? - that you need fifty cents of postage to mail a manila envelope, even if it doesn't have more than four pieces of paper in it.
And Christmas cards and Christmas presents and I really hate Christmas. Every year, I hate it.
Oh, and I have to call someone else about a job app I submitted. And I have to beat Hasbro to death because they owe me A LOT of money.
There's more, but I honestly can't remember what it is. I might call in the rest of the week and fuck the rent money. It's not like I'm not into savings as it is. I just don't care any more. I really don't.
Oh, wait, probably because the first couple in Massachusetts to file for a civil union just filed for an end to the union, on the grounds of spousal abuse.
Gays aren't at all like straights. Really. They're more like Tickle Me Elmos. Except gay.
In other news, I have a cold. My sinuses weigh about fifty pounds. I also still have no job. I am not going to worry about this until after Christmas, but I really do have to get an application into one place. And I have to see if another place has a posting still up, because if they do I will rewrite my application and send it in. It turns out - who knew? - that you need fifty cents of postage to mail a manila envelope, even if it doesn't have more than four pieces of paper in it.
And Christmas cards and Christmas presents and I really hate Christmas. Every year, I hate it.
Oh, and I have to call someone else about a job app I submitted. And I have to beat Hasbro to death because they owe me A LOT of money.
There's more, but I honestly can't remember what it is. I might call in the rest of the week and fuck the rent money. It's not like I'm not into savings as it is. I just don't care any more. I really don't.