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[06 Nov 2008|11:13am] |
The joy brought on by Obama's victory was bittersweet, as we watched Proposition 8 pull ahead, in California. To witness such blind hatred and such a direct attack on basic human rights, first hand, was absolutely sickening.
These people are uneducated, bigoted, and afraid of what they don't know. They preach the Bible's teachings, most, without ever having read it all the way through... others, after having read translations of translations of translations of translations, and taking someone else's word for it, concerning what it all means. They speak of what "God" meant for marriage to be... as if this "God" invented such a thing. They scream the word "fag" at normal people who just want to be treated like everyone else.
And then there are people like my own mother, who don't see why they can't just be happy with civil unions. It's just a different word, right? Well, were blacks satisfied to have separate bathrooms and water fountains than whites? They were still bathrooms, right? They both had the same function, didn't they? I mean, I really don't see why they had such an issue with it.... And separate schools? What was so wrong with that?
Any kind of segregation is not equality. It never was and it never will be. Civil unions are unacceptable. This fight will not be over until justice is served.
Last night, I took part in a historic event, as an estimated ten thousand passion filled people gathered in the streets of West Hollywood, to fight for what they believe in. After attending an anti-Prop 8 rally, which was planned less than 24 hours beforehand, the protesters spontaneously broke off into four groups and marched the streets, through traffic, for the remainder of the night. People honked, to show their support, and some even parked their cars and joined in on the march. Towards the end, it began to turn violent, as police batons came out and the SWAT team arrived. It's sad that so many people don't see the similarities between last night and past fights for equality. History really does repeat itself... and it is only a matter of time, until one more group of people has the rights it deserves.
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[08 Oct 2008|04:29pm] |
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Lazy... copy and pasted from MySpace blog, haha:
I just remembered that I wrote this down, two weeks ago, and I feel like posting it. So, blast from the recent past:
So, here I am, sitting in an Amtrak station in Sacramento, California. It's almost 3pm on September 23rd, 2008, and, for the first time in just about as far as I can remember, I'm just... happy... content... for no reason: no drugs, no alcohol, no company, no new clothes. I'm just sitting here, eating some Starbursts and listening to the Beatles, and I'm pretty ok with that. I've got plenty of shit to worry about, some of which is time sensitive, but I just can't be bothered by stressing over it, right now. Finally, all of the wandering and wondering and soul searching and self realizations are paying off. I feel new... and, while I know this journey is far from over, this is a very refreshing point to reach. Also, Max is way my new favorite person, for his generous Lemon-Lime + Strawberry X-Factor Gatorade and assorted popcorn contributions. And, you know, the bed and vodka. Those were also good. Many thanks, Max.
Onwards, to the present:
Now, I'm sitting in Richee's room, glad that I finally have my laptop back (left it at Andrea's apartment, in San Rafael, for about a week and a half). We've mostly been eating KFC and sitting around, but we've done some more interesting stuff, too. Folsom Street Fair, for example: MEGA AWESOME. Alright, alright, we witnessed, on the streets of San Francisco, one man bend another man over some recycling bins, piss into his ass, and lick it out... and then they made out. Fantastic? I think yes. Aaaand then the alcohol consumption ensued... a few times. Then there have been zoo adventures with Kelly, forest picnic things, movie times, some beach frolics, McDonalds visits, etc. And, best of all, Como Me Lele.... So, I guess Richee can be my new favorite person, too... because he also provided me with popcorn and booze... and a nest of blankets.
I'll move onto LA, eventually....
*Edit: Alright, Jeremy is also my favorite person.... I just kind of left the pre-California parts of this journey out of this entry.
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[20 Sep 2008|12:48am] |
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And, God, does it feel so good.
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[20 Sep 2008|12:48am] |
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And I am semi dressed up.
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[20 Sep 2008|12:43am] |
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I am... such a happy drunk girl, right now, dude. Fuck the world.
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[17 May 2008|12:10am] |
More friends only posts, from now on. Fo' sho.
Pretend I didn't just say "fo sho".
And pretend I didn't that time, either.
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[07 May 2008|05:28pm] |
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Yesterday morning I went out to my car to find the back passenger side window smashed in. My camera and GPS charger are gone, along with a bunch of other randomass shit that no one would ever pay money for used. I can't even sell shit on eBay to make some money because I have no camera to take photos of it with. I'm actually starting to consider making one of those donation things on PayPal... ugh, but I really don't want to. I feel so stupid for ever thinking people were trustworthy enough to lend money to. Whenever I go out of my way to help the people I care about it comes back to punch me in the face. I hate people.
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[16 Apr 2008|07:07pm] |
I can't believe someone just spent $957.52 to fly me to Ireland. Holy crap.
So, I should really get on that passport thing....
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[15 Apr 2008|07:20pm] |
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PS: Fuck you, LiveJournal. I'll make my password whatever I want.
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[15 Apr 2008|07:20pm] |
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I don't stick to much... especially not you.
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[12 Apr 2008|07:01am] |
I was bored so I maded a picture.
I didn't really care enough to do much to it, but I wish I still had that gif making thinger. I would totally make it seizure inducing.... Someone send me in the direction of one I can download fo free.
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[02 Apr 2008|07:40pm] |
Also, Catwalk Tragedy was a few days ago. It totally lived up to its name (what a disaster), but I met some cool people and got to wear fun clothes. Here's some pictures people took:
Whisper and I playing dress up before the show.
That's my new look. It will take over the world.
The Delicious Corsets round.
I wish I could keep it. :(
I love how creepy that is.
Before it all went bad... very bad.
Skankbot.
Pretend my ass doesn't look all cellulitey.
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[02 Apr 2008|07:21pm] |
It's so strange how easy it is for people to watch you and track your life without ever being detected. It's so odd how much you can affect them without even knowing it.
Old friends and acquaintances keep stumbling out of the woodwork to say how proud of me they are and tell me about how they've watched me grow from afar. I'm inspiring, I'm beautiful, I've accomplished so much.... You have so many old memories of me, you're glad to see me happy, you're so proud of me.... It makes me happy and it makes me sad. I won't go into why.
It all makes me wonder how many other silent readers are out there. Who else just wants to check up on me without making any ripples?
Random photo for no reason other than I like it:
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[28 Mar 2008|10:46pm] |
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I forgot quite how much I love Velvet Goldmine.
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[26 Mar 2008|05:21pm] |
Sometimes, it's a hard concept to accept that time would remain in the same place no matter how the past is altered. Some things seem to take so long. Others are gone in an instant. Yet, they are all really the same in terms of time. We discriminate, but it does not.
So, on the topic of time, what have I done with all of it?
I watched movies with my boyfriend, I went to class, I moved into a new place, I saw the Spice Girls, I met potential friends, I got a tattoo with my mother, I went to the bar, I saw Bill, I slept on Paul's couch, I went to Barnaby's gallery opening and after party where people asked to touch my boyfriend's ass, I laid around, I punched some guy in the face, I crammed for exams, I felt sorry for myself, I procrastinated, I read about how to do various things that I'll never get around to doing, I hated my life, I felt sorry for myself some more, I felt angry, I got strep throat and didn't see a doctor about it, I had to pee but held it because I was too lazy....
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[10 Mar 2008|01:12pm] |
Oh, yeah, this... nine days ago.
Anyone who has ever met my mother, brace yourself. A lot has changed since the divorce.
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[13 Feb 2008|11:22pm] |
Figure it out, I'm too lazy for in depth descriptions.
And... fuck your connection, I don't remember how to do cuts.
Hi
Ho
Nigga Mo!
Starting the night off right.
Max is way ahead....
Still going.
I'm really not sure, but I took a picture.
You know my bottle holder shoe is the best invention ever.
Fuck you, waitress bitch.
He really had to go.
Pizza sucks.
Hanging in the used to be milk bar.
Eric rules.
Reunited!
Crabwalk, babaayyy, gooo.
Spread shot.
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Mike and Max visited from California, this past weekend. Between that and shooting, I got pretty much no sleep and my immune system died.
It went a little something like this:
More when I'm not too lazy to upload them....
I was supposed to go see the Spice Girls again, tonight, with James. Annoying floods, eye infection, sickness, laziness.... We didn't go. There's no way this show could have been as awesome as the first one, anyway.
Also, I'm not sure how I feel about the words "leather" and "maternity" sharing a sentence.
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[06 Feb 2008|07:58pm] |
Holy shit, Spice Girls, tomorrrowww!!!
 James
(girlfriend)
is
coming
some
hours
early,
so
we
can
get
pretty.
 James
(boyfriend)
is
making
me
mashed
potatoes,
right
now,
because
he
rules.
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[04 Feb 2008|10:14pm] |
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I kind of hate Rules of Attraction. A whole, whole lot.
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