I was skiving off work this morning while running an errand and popped by Cost Plus World Market. I'm not sure who is responsible for all the lovely metal sculptures there, but I whipped out my cell to take a couple pictures.


I'm well and truly writing again. Who knows how long it will last, but I'm enjoying it while I am able. I hope to have the lovely chaptered fic (25,000+ words!) finished in a few days. So excited over my ability to write again I might even make a banner for the fic with pretty pictures of the Doctor (Nine) and Rose.
Oh, and if I am carted off to some sort of FEMA camp or similar government detention facility in the future, then know that it was because of this crazy piece of bullshit. Let me just say that I am not a member (nor am I close to becoming a member) of any militia, peaceful or not. However, according to the government, I am a potential militia member. I (still) have a Ron Paul sticker on the back of my car, not to mention that I donated money to his campaign last year. I am also on mailing lists for Campaign for Liberty and what was Bob Barr's and Chuck Baldwin's presidential campaigns. I've attached my name and address to many petitions to have third parties included on local election ballots. Most recently, I signed a petition to audit the sleazy entity known as the Federal Reserve. I own a gun and have a concealed carry permit. And (::gasp::) I am in possession of subversive literature. This means I am an educated, well-informed individual capable of taking care of herself. To the government this means I am a threat. I have knowledge unflattering to them and have the means to defend myself should they attempt to perpetrate any of their illegal activities upon me. And the government--Republican and Democrat--participates in many illegal activities. I am so sickened by the stupidity of this entire charade that it makes me want to go out and join a militia. Seeing as how I have no trust in our government and haven't for quite some time, that'd be right up my alley. Way to be fascists, you assholes.


I'm well and truly writing again. Who knows how long it will last, but I'm enjoying it while I am able. I hope to have the lovely chaptered fic (25,000+ words!) finished in a few days. So excited over my ability to write again I might even make a banner for the fic with pretty pictures of the Doctor (Nine) and Rose.
Oh, and if I am carted off to some sort of FEMA camp or similar government detention facility in the future, then know that it was because of this crazy piece of bullshit. Let me just say that I am not a member (nor am I close to becoming a member) of any militia, peaceful or not. However, according to the government, I am a potential militia member. I (still) have a Ron Paul sticker on the back of my car, not to mention that I donated money to his campaign last year. I am also on mailing lists for Campaign for Liberty and what was Bob Barr's and Chuck Baldwin's presidential campaigns. I've attached my name and address to many petitions to have third parties included on local election ballots. Most recently, I signed a petition to audit the sleazy entity known as the Federal Reserve. I own a gun and have a concealed carry permit. And (::gasp::) I am in possession of subversive literature. This means I am an educated, well-informed individual capable of taking care of herself. To the government this means I am a threat. I have knowledge unflattering to them and have the means to defend myself should they attempt to perpetrate any of their illegal activities upon me. And the government--Republican and Democrat--participates in many illegal activities. I am so sickened by the stupidity of this entire charade that it makes me want to go out and join a militia. Seeing as how I have no trust in our government and haven't for quite some time, that'd be right up my alley. Way to be fascists, you assholes.
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Really, are you going to tell me you listen to/watch Bill O'Reilly next?
In interesting news, I has me a boyfriend. He is a keeper. He knows how to do dishes by hand and give footrubs that last til the next day. I will let him linger in my gracious aura a while longer...giggle.
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Congrats on the boyfriend. Yay!