i’m going to write some letters: hickenlooper and obama. and possibly bloomberg.
i’m also going to rage on facebook messenger with my cousin jamie about how fucked up the entire situation that we call the USA is right now. people are close-minded and complacent, failing to understand that joblessness doesn’t mean laziness; the one-percent are trying to get us riled up about tiny insigfuckingnificant issues in order to distract us as they pass through more legislation that destroys the way of living for the majority of the people. seriously: in the big picture, what does it matter what i do with my body? it only effects me and possibly one other in my life. in the big picture, people expressing their love for each other isn’t an issue at all. the world could use a hell of a lot more love! (so could i, the writer of this blog. i may rage less then. doubtful.) but, pundits distract us with this nonsense so they can vote down the jobs bill and approve a free trade bill (that will send more jobs over seas and fuck over foreign nations as well as our own)! and we’re going to talk about our grandpa, who told her (since they live in the same state and she gets to see him a lot more) that he was so sad for us, that we are growing up in difficult times and it’s not right. and then i’m going to get weepy because my grandpa is my hero.