raybear | And I always sleep with my guns when you're gone

At dinner on Sunday, QCL said I should write a book called Travels In Straight White Man's Fantasy Land. "It'll open with you getting a blowjob," they suggested. I countered that I also want to write a book that's entitled "______ and Its Discontents" because I love/hate that phrase, and depending on what the book is about is how I'd fill in the blank. They suggested I just leave it blank regardless.

Now there's just the matter of filling in the pages between the covers.

I just read this Reuters piece on Bush being unable to pronounce Abu Ghraib. What the hell?!? I mean, we all know he's a moron, but I guess I refuse to stop reacting at how pitiful our nation's leader is because that implies I'm used to it and it's okay. Which it's not and I don't want to get used to it.

Last night's adventures involved converting six months of change at the grocery story and going to Best Buy to buy Buffy DVDs. Then coming home and watching the first two episodes even though the DVD was fcked up and the image kept jumping and hurting my eyes. But when you need a fix, you take what you can get.

Um, I only have two and a half weeks left at my job. How did that happen?