Going on a lion hunt...

Or rather, housesitting.

I'll be sans computer ALL weekend.

Have yourself a lovely little time while I'm gone.

*mwah*

Something about the way I'm feeling tonight.

not a pretty girl
ani di franco

i am not a pretty girl
that is not what i do
i ain't no damsel in distress
and i don't need to be rescued
so put me down punk
maybe you'd prefer a maiden fair
isn't there a kitten stuck up a tree somewhere

i am not an angry girl
but it seems like i've got everyone fooled
every time i say something they find hard to hear
they chalk it up to my anger
and never to their own fear
and imagine you're a girl
just trying to finally come clean
knowing full well they'd prefer you
were dirty and smiling

and i am sorry
i am not a maiden fair
and i am not a kitten stuck up a tree somewhere

and generally my generation
wouldn't be caught dead working for the man
and generally i agree with them
trouble is you gotta have yourself an alternate plan
and i have earned my disillusionment
i have been working all of my life
and i am a patriot
i have been fighting the good fight
and what if there are no damsels in distress
what if i knew that and i called your bluff?
don't you think every kitten figures out how to get down
whether or not you ever show up

i am not a pretty girl
i don't want to be a pretty girl
no i want to be more than a pretty girl

Insomnia and Ani

I can't fall asleep.

I'm useless at articulating my thoughts these days, especially at 2am. But I will try.

I'm clinic escorting in the morning. Tomorrow was supposed to have been my apolitical-sit-on-my-ass-for-Jesus-or-maybe-just-me day. Instead its a tango with Satanists and Dr. Death's mace. I'd say that I'm not excited to go, but I am. I'm lit with a fire. I'm not putting up with the screams, the taunts, and the slurs--fuck that noise. I'm pretty damned fierce and if I can out-sing one of Dr. Death's screams or stare down the USA Rosary guy, I can go home and feel like I've done something. If I can spare one woman the additional pain these bastards cause, I can go home happy.

I feel very strong. Very fierce. Very calm. And very determined.

They will not mess with those women tomorrow. Absolutely not.

Escorting allows me to DO something about my convictions. Thank you eyelid for inspiring me to get into it.

Back from escorting.

I'm beginning to be filled with hate. Fundamentalists. Republicans.

Today I:

Was threatened with mace...again.
Was told I was going to hell...again.
Got called a fat bitch and told to go Jenny Craig.

That last comment came from a woman that they had "saved" from another clinic. Someone who's very presence shouted the words "public assistance." It will be interesting to see how she feels in another six months when her pro-"life" buddies drop her to save more souls and the California budget cuts back further on social programs. I'd be angry with her if I didn't have so much pity.

*sighs*

Off to puppy-sitt.