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*snickers*

Because everyone should have their very own...

http://homepage.mac.com/webmasterkai/kaicurry/gwbush/dishonestdubya.html

Dude, no way.

"Reaching the unsaved through the power of mime."

http://www.mimeistry.com/home_frames.htm

I'm not making this shit up...but I can't fathom a world where these people are serious.

The nutty going-ons of crazy Christians continue. Hilarity ensues.

Good Clean Fun

And...

http://www.subservientchicken.com/

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My sister-in-law called and I was unable to get out of having breakfast with her, my brother, and my two nieces. I really, really, really don't want to go. Really. It's not that I dislike them, it's just that I can think of at least 1,343, 583, 390,470 other things I'd rather be doing instead. Like #1 SLEEP.

And meeting with them (or anyone from my childhood) taps into a well of self-loathing that I'd rather not explore. I don't want to have to explain (and therefore examine) my life again.

And I'm bloody tired.

I'm not enough, and I know that.

I hate coming to terms with that every time someone from home calls.

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Other news...

Lest it be misconstrued, I'm not against Christians, in fact I self-identify as Christian. There's just a fine line between loving Christ and being nuts, and I can't help but be deeply amused by those who cross it. Just felt like I had to put that out there.

I'm tired. I am not adjusting to Daylight Savings Time. I want to sleep but my body just isn't interested.

I will lose it if I have to watch one more Six Flags Marine World commercial--both the little dancing man and the annoying theme music creep me out. *shudders*

I think I'm going to stay home and clean on my Spring Break day. It's pathetic but I have to stay in town on Saturday to attend a party anyways. I'll feel so much better when it's done. And my apartment will look that much more swank when the new chairs arrive. Yes! I'm looking forward to opening my windows, playing some decent jazz,hanging my new paper lantern, and reading my book in one of my new cushy fabulous chairs.

Something happy about tomorrow morning, unlimited coffee refills. At least I picked the restaurant with the most excellent diner diesel coffee. Yum!