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This place is getting popular. I couldn’t get on here for a couple of minutes. Wow. Apparently, a lot of people have a lot to say.

Well, I have something to say. I doubt anyone but I will see it, which is probably a good thing since I’d be blasted if they did, but whatever.

I’m sick and tired of people telling other people what they are allowed and are not allowed to think/speak/feel/type. I don’t know if war just brings out the worst in people, or if it just brings out the nut jobs.

I was reading an article about Michael Moore’s speech at the Oscars. The author of said article said that while she agreed with what Moore said, she thought saying it at the Oscars was in bad taste. The responses she got bordered on psychotic.

Everyone accused her of being anti-american. Some called her a communist, or a Saddam-lover. One person in particular need of a straightjacket wrote that he hoped God would turn his back on both her and Moore and strike them both dead.

Yikes.

First of all, this guy is a loon. Second, he must be talking about some OTHER God. The God I know hasn’t fried someone since the Old Testament, and I hardly think he’d make an exception in this case.

Correct me if I’m wrong, but I’ve never seen a ‘God is War’ bumpersticker.

I’m a peacenik. I won’t deny it – it goes along with the whole vegan/no killing thing – so maybe this might not mean as much as it might coming from a meat-eater, but I’ll be damned if I’d kill someone, or even wish someone ill for having different beliefs that in do.

What makes a person so poisonous righteous,
That they’d think less of anyone who just disagreed?
She’s just a pacifist, he’s just a patriot
If I said you were crazy, would you have to fight me?

–thanks Moxy for those words of wisdom.


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About Angela

My name is Angela. I am a 28 year old psych and criminology graduate, but I'd rather not diagnose you. I am a cuddle-slut. I can recite the entire script of The Princess Bride, (including accents) and believe that the meaning of life is contained within. Polyanna, Snap.com commercials, and Oprah 'reunion shows' make me cry. I can whistle and hum at the same time, but I cannot touch my toes. I am an expert in both listening and talking. I look good in orange. I am a writer. I kick ass in Gin, Hearts, and Cribbage but I don't understand Canasta or Bridge. I can be heard singing Broadway numbers from my shower, and have dressed up as a viking princess, (complete with aluminum foil breast plate) The Phantom of the Opera, and a Ghostbuster for Hallowe'en. I have a bird named Bean. I have a brother named Adam. They are not related. I like vanilla body lotion, peanut butter, saunas, Jim Carrey, broccoli, pets, TheOnion.com, Muppets, Kevin Smith, Corelle dishes, dry erase white-boards, Barenaked Ladies, Philosophy, the letter J, Harry Potter, picture frames, swimming, quilting, Michael Moore, genealogy, Raggedy Anne, tacky 50's tchotchke, 'Idiot's Complete Guide To' books, tweezers, feather pillows, polar dips, aquariums, Martin Luther King Jr., and Dr. Pepper. I don't like meat, gossips, cooked carrots, American Idol, mosquitoes, sweating, politics, public washrooms, tardiness, tuition, hunting, pat answers, pick up lines, brown bananas, cliches, pine scented air freshener, Kevin Costner, bacon, candied apples, pro-wrestling, humidity, and hypocrisy. Books I've read recently The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy, The Dark Tower, When Nietzsche Wept, What's So Amazing About Grace?, Catcher in the Rye, Not Wanted On the Voyage, The Red Tent, The Little Prince, The Way the Crow Flies, Slaughterhouse-Five, The Poisonwood Bible, The Fall, The Knot of Vipers, Calculating God, The Chrysalids, Sick Puppy, Nineteen Eighty-Four, Franny and Zooey, The Brothers Karamazov, and jPod. I am slightly neurotic. No I'm not. Yes I am.

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