11:49 a.m. - 2004-09-19
More embarrassing than boiling a cake
Couple of things today...
I didn't get to sleep until about 5:30am. Which meant that I was really tired and cranky when I went into #signalnine at 4:00am and typed a rather personal message to my husband about how I'd tried to make myself tired (which, incidentally, didn't work, which is why I was cranky) and preceded it with "msg" instead of "/msg".
That forward slash is really important. It's the difference between my husband finding out what I wanted him to know and the whole channel finding out what I wanted Darren to know. Out of sheer embarrassment, I haven't said another thing in the channel yet. Thankfully, it's the weekend and everyone seems to be asleep. That, or they're still fucking laughing it up at me.
Yay, Louisiana. You are officially the backwardest state now. When I think of Louisiana, I think of Mardi Gras. When I think of Mardi Gras, I think of people dressed up in sequins and feathers, lots of beads, costumes. In other words, "Things that you would find on a drag queen, for $500.00, Alex."
Louisiana makes me think of vampires, too, and I think vampires can be pretty gay.
So this is an open invitation to anyone:
'Splain to me please how denying gay people the right to legally marry is different from denying black people freedom; or women, the right to vote. Bonus points to anyone who can do it without dragging some poor excuse for a misquoted and misunderstood higher power into the fray. The God I believe in spends his days hugging His children and feeding lambs, like in the picture I saw on the belt buckle of that dishwasher at Big Boy. Someone like that doesn't spend his days smiting his own creations.
Note to all Diaryland users: if you put a hairless cat on your banner ad, I will automatically click it. Even if you write about stuff like this. Ew ew ew.
But at the same time, good to know. Still, ew.
That's all for now. I'm supposed to be working, anyway.
As you were.
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