Pink Pistols

I was doing some research for my scholarship essay on gun control and i kept reading about the pink pistols being part of the charge against gun control laws. the subject of women protecting themselves is one of gun advocate's central arguments, so naturally i linked the pink pistols with the gun girls. but then i clicked the link on wiki and wow. i mean. i guess i never thought of how hard it must be for gay people in other parts of the country. not even just gay people. minorities too. i wonder how hard it must be to be constantly in fear of skinheads looking for a good time. of course, i dont think about it too much because i'm a catholic and, according to jack chick, catholics started the kkk, the mafia, wwII, the masons, and most of the asian religions.

then i read about how the gun lobbyists say that countries with no gun control laws like canada and switzerland have some of the lowest crime rates in the world. but then gun control activists say that countries with heavy gun restrictions like japan and the uk have very low crime rates as well. that's sad. it means that, no matter what laws we pass, americans are inherently evil and will find a way to kill and hurt other people.

i hate to say it, but i think it might be the diversity. other countries are surrounded by their own kind, and other people who drop by are just pleasant foreigners. in america, everybody is so concerned that they're getting the short end of the stick that they fight and bicker and generally just try to destroy eachother. i think other countries are ready for this kind of diversity, maybe. we're not really handling it quite well. maybe if we tried again in a time where we aren't the richest country in the world. then nobody would worry about being poorer or less well off.

its just really sad that we have all this responsibility, but we dont act like it. i guess i'm okay with being evil. but i kinda wish i wasnt.

I WANT I WANT I WANT

If Levi were gay. The only thing that would change would be that i would rip on him for being a gay jew. We'd still hang out, and make dirty jokes, and make fun of people. And concerts would still be great.

If Connie were an atheist with no morals... well, that would be weird. I think she'd be a prime candidate to take to sexpowergod or whatever.

If Morgan were not funny or offensive. Well i dont see too much reason why she'd like me. We'd probably just be aquantances.

If Chelsea wasn't so gullible/scare-able I dont think she would be too much fun at all. Well, she is very spur of the moment, and thats always fun.

If Yoongi wasn't so...Yoongi... I could take it.

If Tommy wasn't so white, I dont think he'd be too much fun to MAKE fun of. I mean, whats better than his aquafore and hiding under blankets? He'd also be alot more... white. The other white. Not tiny whiteboy cracka white. He'd be jock white. And jock tommy? eh.

If i wasnt so lazy, my life would probably mean something more than "contributor to excremental waste"

Lord Darlington

Whenever i yawn, i feel like crying. Like i'm halfway there, why not just go whole hog on it. I wonder if it does any good? Is it somehow better than just being stuck in my room doing hw? What does the hw matter? I know what i'm going to do in my life. And besides, if you have friends, who cares? But what if i dont have friends. Sophomore year it seemed that i had too many friends to handle. Now i feel that everybody has left. And they have. They've left, graduated, moved, recieved geds, drifted away, broken off communication, or revealed their true selves. I only have a select few, and they feel like they're fading again. They wont be here forever, but while they are, it would be nice to have them stay in focus. I dont know how i'll handle graduation day. I'll be okay before and afterwards. But it's too much of a risk. What if i wake up and all my friends are gone? Gone to college, gone back to school, gone to other states, other countries, other planets for all i care. They'll be gone and i'll be right here. Alone.

Some Sort of Jew-y Sitcom

I fucking hate the radio:

Live 105 needs to stop playing pussy music and really just needs to stop acting like pussies and play music that they actually want to play and not music that everybody else likes to follow.

The Bone needs to have fucking less commercials and less fat people and i swear to god the bonegirl better be hot.

92.7 needs to stop playing the same fucking song over and over again and asian people better stop putting the lyrics to that goddamn song in their stupid fucking xangas.

106.1, 94.9, and other rap stations need to stop playing the same goddamn song for 3 months until it gets replace by another song and, in addition, they should stop fucking playing the same goddamn songs as eachother. It's just ridiculous when you've heard the same song over a hundred times on one station and then think 'Gee, if i switch the station, i wont hear the same song' and then are amazingly let down.

KFRC needs to shoot the person who changed it's music output. What the fuck was wrong with an FM oldies station? So what if it blatantly favored Motown? I dont fucking want to listen to an exclusively 70's music radio station.

95.7 needs to stop fucking around and bring back Z 95.7. The Drive, The Bear, The Big Stupid Fucking Dumbshit Radio Station That Can't Fucking Make Up It's Mind. Seriously, it's not funny anymore.

Don't even get me started on fucking static-y AM


Stupid fucking bitch sellout motherfuckers. You wonder why everybody loves XM radio?

No commercials
Awesome selection
24 hour Howard Stern
Fundie and Rightie objections to 24 hour Howard Stern
NO SELLING OUT



Fuck you, radio. Watch yourself be devoured by the future.

Lawrence's Goddamn Xanga Song

Wow. Last night. I mean. Two nights ago. Killer. I picked up the girls and drove to Bob's where Levi was chillin. The party started out slow and me and bob rented puddle cruiser and a clockwork orange. But nobody watched it. Eventually lots of people came. Like lots. We were so loud. Music, screaming, singin, dancin. It's a wonder that Bob's parents didnt tell us to SHUT THE FUCK UP. But we went down to WP and i asked these guys to buy us some liquor and they were really cool about it. We went back and waited a while and around 11 or so we started drinking. I only had a shot or two of vodka and tequilla. So while i was chillin like a villain, errbody else was piss drunk. Goddamn chinks. And whites. Whatever man. It's not as fun to drink when you have to keep repeating "MAN I AM SOOOOOO GONE WOAH". People left. That's when i had some whiskey. When all my close friends cept levi and bob, left. People came. Tommy and Jo for instance. I think i put my tongue in his ear. He didn't really appreciate it. When everybody was gone, bob cleaned up and then we popped in a clockwork orange. Damn that movie is so weird when its 4am and you're about ready to conk out. We stopped the movie and i pretty much passed out on the couch. I woke up at 6 and felt sick. So i went to the bathroom, but instead of puking, I shat cos i was holding it in for most of the party and forgot to go when i fell asleep. I felt much better, anyhow. And when i went back, i got a blanket cos i was shivering and so was levi. We slept on the couch and woke up at a 8 or 9. The next day i had a nap cos i only got like what. 3/4 hours of sleep. And then 4 hours of work. Damn my paycheck better be damn good.

I found out how much more of a dick i am while drunk. I'm either violent or flirtatious. And i dont like being violent and i dont like feeling bad about yoongi. Oh well. No drinking for a while. Gotta do that school thang. Today or im fuckeddddd.