I have two major writing assignments due on Monday! *whinebitchmoan*

(No, you do not want to know what happened to the third assignment I had due... *grumble*)

   23:01
T'weren't your opinions themselves that would've gotten you bitch-slapped, it's the fact that you were looking down your nose at e'eryone else to deliver them. (Not to mention the fucking high horse on fucking higher stilts...) Now, if you wanna come off of your "I'm better than everyone else and here's WHY" trip and say it then, I'd be perfectly happy to agree with everything you said.

And why did I feel the need to say that publicly? Cuz I'm too chickenshit to bring it up in private. And I admit it. ^x.x^

   22:52
ARGH! I HATE BEING A FEMALE! I HATE IT I HATE IT IHATEITIHATEITIHATEIT!!

   22:12
SotM: "Surrender (Romantic Mix)" by Depeche Mode

Okay, officially, the incessant media coverage of the attack on the WTC and Pentagon is gettind downright ANNOYING. We haven't done anything in Psychology but watch the TV. YES, I recognize this is a tragedy, but we really have to move on with our lives!

At risk of joining the high horse club (which is another matter entirely...), I venture to say that the American society is secretly masochistic. Or all working for Arithon. It seems phyiscally impossible for us to separate our angsting from our breathing. This isn't saying anything about the people with friends or family or loved ones in or near the attacked areas; they have every right to mourn. But the average American who has little or nothing to do with this just seems to be sitting here whimpering when we know we could be doing something else significantly more productive.

We just seem to be deriving far too much pleasure from sitting around wallowing in our self-pity and hurt and fear. I mean, we must derive pleasure from it, if we've been sitting around doing it for so long without doing anything about it.

And on the note of time-frame: it's only been FOUR DAYS since this happened, people! If I here one more person crying about how we're going to die tomorrow, I will scream! Yes, you could die tomorrow. In fact, you could've died today. It's only been FOUR DAYS. Yes, we may be gearing up for war, but A) it takes a lot longer than four days to finish preparing for an assault, at least one of the magnitude Bush implies he wants, and B) nothing is set in stone until it happens. I mean, for all we know, bin Laden may decide to turn himself in, precluding the need for a war (which would be kinda funny, if you think about it).

I would give an awful lot to have a regular bit of un-interrupted, regular TV time. I don't watch much TV. In fact, of late, I can count the shows that I follow faithfully on one hand (Samurai Jack, Witchblade, Wayne Brady, and Invader Zim). You guys don't know how happy I was when I saw a regular commercial while waiting for Zim to come on. I have basically heard nothing but terrorist coverage since 9ish on Tuseday, and that gets really old over four days. Now, I come to Saturday and finally have a show since Monday that isn't pre-empted by news coverage cuz it's on a kid's cable network.

And what do they do?

It's deemed too offensive and they yank it. I'm willing to bet they'll do similarly for Jack on Monday. Why does this piss me off so? First of all, most of these higher-ups don't seem to realize that what we need now is entertainment in order to regain some form of normalcy. Second of all, this smacks of even worse things to come. Who decides what is currently offensive? Will we be censoring our shows and such from now on? When will we decide to face this part of reality again? In general, I think the idea of pulling shows/commercials/trailers/movies because of this is stupid. We're going to have to face it anyway, and this censorship could easily become something more sinister.

1984, anyone?

I don't think I'll go into my skool day because I recognize that in the light of all these things, it's all pretty damn trivial. But let's suffice to say that these things are not making getting on with my life any easier. ^-.-^;; (it doesn't help that I'm a mostly-Democrat stuck in classes full of Bush-worshippers...)

Under normal circumstances, I'd be commenting about the high horse club right now but I'm being too hormonal and I've ranted long enough already. Mebbe later.

9.13.2001