Tuesday, January 31, 2006

I have just been informed via junk mail from 'IM Dating', that "women are looking for me"... maybe I'll just keep hiding.

Wednesday, January 25, 2006

The Catholic Card

All this business about Samuel Alito is driving me completely batty. I mean, so the man is Catholic; is this now a crime in America? What is it exactly that everyone fears about this guy? The abortion shot didn't work, so now it's on to the religion. What ever happened to "non-discrimination", might I ask???? What's with all this talk about a "Catholic Majority in the Senate"? Well, what about a Protestant Majority? This has never been a concern. How can they even make this a big deal? Needless to say, it's all very frustrating; it'd just be nice if our judicial officials would decide whether the rules apply or not.


Official Disclaimer: The author of this post is not in any way, shape, or form affiliated with said judicial candidate, nor does she profess any opinion as to his personal or political worth. There, I've covered myself, so don't sue me.

Thursday, January 19, 2006

No More

I have nothing whatever to put here. No inspiration, and positively no confidence. Two slams in one week is plenty. I'm putting you on hold.

Thursday, January 12, 2006

Last night I was pleased to discover that there still exists a breed of objective and compassionate reporters in our US, whose real intent is to give an unobstructed, truthful view of their subject matter. Martin Bashir pulled off an excellent report last night on Nightline, discussing abortion and the trade-off of life, face-to-face with one termed "the Abortionist of Arkansas". It was the first I'd ever seen of this journalist, and I was wholly impressed by Bashir's concerned, straightforward and totally objective manner. It was consoling to see this in the present, corrupted, agenda-pushing world of broadcasting.

Wednesday, January 11, 2006

You mean, my raggy baggy jeans don't cut it???

I come back to school and cringe. Is it just Americans or do all people nowadays have no sense of class or decorum? Or is it honestly that hard to get dressed in the morning that you're wearing sweats to school? I mean, really. Our professors at least make an effort to look presentable; normally a dress shirt, sometimes even dress pants. Hey, get this: I have one prof. whom I have never seen without a TIE!!!!!! In my opinion, school, especially college, is a profession. So please, please, try to be semi-professional about it. Give the same courtesy to your instructors as you expect from them. This is your job at the moment; treat it that way.

Another thing. It is considered disrespectful and out of order if a professor speaks badly to his peers about his students. But why is this permissable from the other side? They deserve every respect and consideration from us. It's a joint journey here. You can't just take take take. Remember, they don't have to teach us. Give your professor the luxury of an unsullied reputation at least, and keep the little teeny, unimportant annoyances to yourself!!! Unless something is seriously wrong, there is no reason to bring it up to people. Okay? Oh, btw, if anyone of you finds me guilty of doing this same thing, I personally give you permission to hit me. Thank you.

Tuesday, January 03, 2006

You're just so Sanguine!

This is the most annoying thing to hear from melancholics, or sometimes more fittingly called lemoncholics. Honestly, just because someone has a fun-loving personality, and a crazy, spontaneous side, one is not to presume that that individual has no capacity for deep, poetic thought. It just peeves me to think that when I say something silly or -ridiculously- romantic I will hear those melancholics about me quote the over-classic "Sara, you're so sanguine", in the most drawled out and patronizing manner. Well, yes I am sanguine, and ok with it!!! And here is another eye opener for all you mellies: I can and do observe, reason, make assessments and hold my own in an argument. Furthermore, I enjoy doing these things. How would you melancholics out there like to hear "hehe, I just get a kick out of you cuz you're so melancholic" every single time you're in a moody mood? or crack out the incessant dry humor? or fail to see the humor altogether? huh?
Now I am finished. I'll post this, and delete it within three days because after rereading it I'll realize it's too strongly and passionately written. But that's only because I'm so darn sanguine.