i’ve had a long conversation about this with ben and tyson about mccain’s choice in choosing sarah palin as the republican vpotus. on so many levels is she the wrong choice, and i can only hope that this backfires on his decrepit ass.

if we wanted any woman, we would’ve taken her. if we wanted any woman, we would settle for the random mother/daughter/sister off the street. but we don’t want just any woman. we want a woman who’s qualified, and will champion the rights of women, and what women care about. i’m not going to assume that all of us back a woman’s right to choose, she doesn’t even support abortions in extreme cases, ie rape, incest, health/well-being/safety of the mother. i’m hoping that the hilary supporters who are angry with obama can understand this. i’m hoping that they also understand that she’s not going to continue the work set forth by the trailblazers of the 60s. i’ll take a man over a woman if he’ll fight for my best interests. do you hear that PUMAs? hilary wants you to vote for obama. HILARY WANTS YOU TO VOTE FOR OBAMA.

grr. i’m frustrated that mccain thinks we’re collectively that stupid. and i’m frustrated that some women actually are.

the worst foods in america…

going through this article from men’s health magazine. the awesome blossom from chili’s is 2,700 calories. sure, you share it, but among four people, you’re still getting over 500 calories worth of grossness. no wonder we’re all so thick in our middles.

it makes me want to have a celery stick with a glass of lemon water.

so, i’ve been going to the gym about three to four times a week since salty’s left. but i’m just not losing fast enough. i’m down to 130, which i’m ok with, but i’d like to be down another five or ten pounds by fiji time. that means that exercise alone won’t cut it. i’ve got to put in caloric restriction as well. sucks. i hate limiting my food intake. i’ve had the eating disorder, and i’ve learned that i truly love food, but i don’t like the feeling of eating. but that i’d deal with the full feeling because i loved food.

beh. futhamuckas.

halfway through grading 165 papers, after about 15 near perfect papers, and a disproportionate amount of good grades (that’s good, right?), i finally encounter my first A+ paper.

not one single perfect paper! i have a bunch of near perfects (29/30), but not one a+.

sometimes, i feel like i’m burnt from both ends so badly that the effort in cooking for myself, cleaning my house and doing my laundry seem like too much. sometimes, i wish i had a job that didn’t follow me home, or require so much brain power. sometimes, moving boxes sounds like fun.

rain, rain, go away, come again after i’ve fixed my car door.

so, salty and i were driving on the silverlake/echo park end of sunset, and found a little antique shop that had bookshelf that matched mine. i’m thinking i can get a super duper deal for it (i.e. 40 bucks), being that a new one at ikea will cost about $100. i walk in, ask her how much it’ll cost. she says, “$200.” i’m floored. i explain to her that it’s an ikea bookshelf where i can get it for half the price. she drops it to $150. i’m still flabergasted. she says that she needs to recoup the costs of having it delivered to her store. that’s absolutely rediculous.

i talked to antonin about it. he reasoned that being silverlake, and the hipsters around (my brother likes to call them “human dander”) are probably willing to pay for it to be shipped and assembled. unlike the hipsters in my neighborhood, i’m broke, and not.

i’m having crises on multiple fronts

on the financial end, i’ve come to the revelation that i’m perpetually broke. and i’m slowly understanding why i’m always low on funds. i shop. a lot. i eat out. a lot. i need a major overhaul of how i spend my money. i’m really glad that salty’s got a job that looks stable (with benefits!). we opened a joint checking account for going out together that we will both put money into. i also opened another checking account that will be the holder of my fun money/shopping money. so, if i want something, i’d have to save for it through that account. because everyone knows i have no sense of control when it comes to wanting stuff (i should also take the “shopping” tab off my safari). the account is for things like food, because that’s considered fun for me; and things for my house, because, for the most part, i don’t need it. i’m hoping that this will help. a lot. i can’t be broke all the time.

i’m also having a minor crisis of spirituality. i went to confession on saturday, for the first time in about seven years. the last time i went, the priest wouldn’t give me absolution because i only went to appease my mother. this time, the priest ( a different one) wouldn’t give me absolution either. it was because i wouldn’t atone for my sins. i honestly don’t think that i’ve done anything i should be sorry for. i fornicate, but i don’t adulter. i covet, but i don’t steal (much). in the grand scheme of things, i do consider myself a good person. i’m not sure if i consider myself a good christian, but i’m not sure if i want to. i don’t think i’m in a spiritual void, but i do believe i need to do more reflecting on my life, where i stand with my Creator/Creatrix, and where i stand with myself.

when my kids do great things, i love it. when they do rediculously ridiculous things, i hate it. that makes sense, i guess.

stupid shit that happened today. it’s mostly my fourth hour of kids. they’re enjoyable enough, but lazy and not too bright, and fine with that. one child refused to give up his mini skate board. another child’s cell phone went off in class.

really, we should be sterilized until we prove that we are able to support another life form. otherwise, we shouldn’t be allowed to breed. i know that sounds a lot like eugenics, but really.