These are the voyages of the motherfucking starship Enterprise.

I keep forgetting that in liberal rhetoric, being "open-minded" means "if you disagree with me you are a vicious, hateful, evil person whose rights and freedom of speech should be revoked".

I don't know that - for anyone, including myself - it's possible to have a rational discussion about controversial issues. Once you have determined your stance on a hot topic, it's unlikely you'll change your mind, and it's even more unlikely you are interested in hearing the opinion of those who disagree with you.

Everyone should just stick to talking about the weather and how much the Yankees suck, I guess...

I don't get why LJ felt compelled to do a month-long donation drive to fucking Planned Parenthood.

Yes, they are a controversial organization. This is not opinion; it is fact. There are thousands of non-profit organizations out there that do great things - Goodwill, Habitat for Humanity, the Humane Society...why couldn't they have chosen an organization that isn't so goddamn polarizing?

I mean, I have to expect a hipster blogging site to be all about keeping infanticide legal, but this just really rubs me the wrong way.

Also, bf has a very good point about the issue - men don't get a say. At all. If a man gets a woman pregnant, he has absolutely no input on whether or not the woman kills the baby. Doesn't matter if he wants primary custody and is willing to take on the full responsibility of raising the kid. Doesn't matter that the unborn baby is 50% of his DNA. He has 0% say in the matter.

I'm not really sure how that's fair.

Baby's body != woman's body. Baby has unique DNA structure that is not an exact match with the mother's DNA. Baby in third trimester can viably survive outside the womb. Murdering a pregnant woman is legally defined to include murdering the unborn baby.

But hey, it's not a human, amirite? It's totes cool to crush its skull, suck its brains out, and dismantle its corpse with a pair of forceps just because mommy went slumming and doesn't want to have to live with the consequences of her actions.

Yeah.

We've gone to IKEA a lot since we moved into this house. It's turning into a serious problem.

At any rate, I got my desk all set up, and it looks pretty awesome. I'm happy, at least:

I just finished scanning through the first few pages of a ridiculously poorly-written ebook on Amazon titled "A Hood Rat's Chick's Story". The writing is fucking terrible. Bad grammar, bad spelling, no flow to the sentences at all...it's one hot mess.

It's no wonder the writer is self-published.

Then again, if Stephenie Meyer can become a millionaire by writing shitty vampire slutromance, I could probably pull something out of my ass before the end of the month that could make me independently wealthy.

Right?

Yeah.

Okay, so I've been wanting this glass desktop since it was introduced like two years ago:



It was $130, which was too expensive for me. A few weeks ago, we were at the IKEA in Woodbridge and saw that it was "last chance" and marked down to $80.

We went last night to buy dressers for our new bedroom (oh yeah, forgot to mention that bf and I have rented a house in Alexandria and moved in last weekend), and as we were moseying through the store (for those who care, always go to IKEA on weeknights. Loads of parking available, no screaming kids, and no throngs of people to shove through), I saw that this desktop was gone.

I said "OH SHIT IT'S GONE!", which caused the employee standing at a computer across the aisle to look up. I said "do you know if you have anymore of the flowered glass desktop that was on display here a few days ago?"

He says, I shit you not, "we just took the display model to as-is a few minutes ago", to which I thanked him and immediately started running through the store to get to as-is before anyone else saw it.

That's right. I was getting more exercise than I have in years because of a fucking piece of patterned glass.

We got down there, rang the bell for the as-is employee to come out, and found out that it hadn't even been put on the floor yet. We waited about fifteen minutes while he found it in the back and priced it, and much to my ecstasy, we got it for forty-five dollrars plus tax.

Needless to say, I am SO PUMPED. Once the office area in our new house is done (they're putting in tile since the linoleum down there is original to the house and falling apart), I am setting it up and I am just going to stare and grin at it like a fucking fool.

Thank you, IKEA, for making me the happiest person EVAR last night.

<3

It's fuckin' great to be an American!

No, really. It was AWESOME. I only got hit in the face with an empty shell twice, too!

And it's only $5 more a month for the next year thanks to some special going on!

HOT SHIT!



I almost cried when I saw the bandwidth. It's so beautiful...

Other than that, today sucked dick. I mean, it was REALLY fucking bad.

Dear Bono,

I fucking hate you. You're a pretentious twatwaffle, and I sincerely hope you die in a fire.

Also, U2 sucks.

Choke on a peanut, jerk.

Your buddy,

shifuimam

And it makes me LOL every single time I see it on my fridge.

I've been batshit insane lately. WHAT'S NEW WITH YOU, INTARNETS?!

This pic from ED:



was taken at the exact same FCA campus where I went to summer camp for five years in a row.

LOLWUT.

Awwwwwww yeah.

I really want to get another tattoo.

The thing is, I don't believe in meaningless tattoos, due to the permanency (and expense) of them. There are images I like, but I can't decide if it's something I want inked on me.

Plus, the last one hurt like a BITCH.

I am liking the idea of Hello Kitty or Chococat on my ankle or my upper back, near my shoulder.

I just don't know. I'm itching to get something done, though - maybe I'll go the piercing route.

We'll see...

I would totally sleep with Commander Riker.

Or at least have drunk makeouts with him.

My layout is currently broken, due to LJ being retarded and shitting itself over all the custom CSS I use to make my journal look awesome.

It's going to take awhile to fix. Stupid LJ.

I fucking love this song.

I also have not slept. At all. I woke up at 2:30ish on Wednesday afternoon and have not been to sleep since.

I work until 5:00 today.

THIS IS GOING TO SUCK BALLS.