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Nov. 5th, 2008 11:56 pmHi guys. So I'm still a little ...omg over yesterday. Like so many other people have said in ways that are much more eloquent, I feel like, in the end, maybe this wasn't as much about Obama as it was about finally stepping up and saying no. No, this is not the direction we want to go, and we have been headed the wrong way for long enough.
IDK, flist, right now I'm not even despairing about Prop 8 and its abominable ilk. This is going to take time, but I think we're going to get there. That's something I couldn't have said even three days ago. I don't think I realized just how hopeless I felt until that hopelessness was gone. Thank you, President-Elect Barack Obama, for giving that back to me.
That got a little maudlin up there, so: did I tell you about TAI... last Thursday? ( No? )
Tattoo craving has been hitting hard the past couple of days. It pounces when I'm weak and defenseless, like when I have a decent amount of money in my bank account and a picture of Frank Iero on my computer screen. One of those events occurs more often than the other, I leave it up to you to decide which. And I can't do a damn thing about it until next summer. Argh, I just want to go pay someone to stab me repeatedly with a bunch of needles, why must that be so complicated?
IDK, flist, right now I'm not even despairing about Prop 8 and its abominable ilk. This is going to take time, but I think we're going to get there. That's something I couldn't have said even three days ago. I don't think I realized just how hopeless I felt until that hopelessness was gone. Thank you, President-Elect Barack Obama, for giving that back to me.
That got a little maudlin up there, so: did I tell you about TAI... last Thursday? ( No? )
Tattoo craving has been hitting hard the past couple of days. It pounces when I'm weak and defenseless, like when I have a decent amount of money in my bank account and a picture of Frank Iero on my computer screen. One of those events occurs more often than the other, I leave it up to you to decide which. And I can't do a damn thing about it until next summer. Argh, I just want to go pay someone to stab me repeatedly with a bunch of needles, why must that be so complicated?