It is rainy as hell out, and Julia was like "go walk to the store and get cigs! comeoncomeoncomeon!" This is why I'm trying to quit: Neither rain nor snow nor dead of night seem like good conditions for cigarette-buying walks. Add cold onto that, and I could quit, uh... today. Except it's a calming habit, but I really don't need too much calming... okay, sometimes I do, this house can get kind of... screamy sometimes.
Anyhow. I had a dream that I heard Kristin died, and I was sad that the last thing she said to me was basically "fuck off"... and then I had another dream about adopting lots of cats! I named them Spencer and Garcia and Gabriel and Micah. They were totally adorable and cuddly. And we were in a big room with a wall full of windows and a big-ass comfy couch. So, obviously, that made things much better.
I believe I've made this point before, and it's not mine to begin with, but: all of this touchscreen voting bullshit? We have ATMs all over the country. If they didn't work perfectly, people would flip shit. Maybe we should get an ATM company to make our voting machines! Buttons are more reliable than touchscreens, plus a paper printout would be able to verify the records, if there were something fishy about the totals. Yes? Come on.
Anyhow. Visit to the mall, part deux: two teenagers, no time limit. ohgod this could be painful.
- Music:The White Stripes - Fell In Love With A Girl
- Mood:
contemplative
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