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kitewithfishSchoolhouse Rock apparently doesn't believe in female members of Congress, or women presidents. There is some wiggle room about the Senate, but overall, they really could just have thrown a girl in there somewhere, no?
Of course, the song's not "I'm just a *Jill*"....
I've done it again: in researching a paper, I've gotten more information than I cannot possibly add to the paper. Not only that, it's making it impossible for me to see the subject as anything but incredible nuanced. It's going to be hard to discuss without a great deal of detail. However, in the plus column, I'm one page into the actual paper and should get this sucker done on time.
I kind of hate my period- since I got the Diva-Cup, it's much less of a hassle than before, but the lower back pain of the first day always seems to strike on those days that I am most likely to spend with a 20 pounds strapped to my spine.
I would be downloading and installing I2P right now, but I cannot for the life of me figure out how the hell the thing that they have up as the 'download' actually works as a download. My computer just interprets it as a broken link, and I have no idea how to get the stupid file onto my computer.
In other news: Nightmare Before Christmas is a delightful romp in the weirder aspects of my childhood. I tried to read some criticism of it earlier today, but it's pointless to me. No matter what the critics thought about the score or the lack of a real blast-off for the storyline, it's always going to be one of those movies I watched as a child. It's in the blood as wonderful and eerie: I can no more change how I think about it than I can forget "Green Eggs and Ham." I suppose I just have to wait for the next generation to come along and screw it up for me.
Of course, the song's not "I'm just a *Jill*"....
I've done it again: in researching a paper, I've gotten more information than I cannot possibly add to the paper. Not only that, it's making it impossible for me to see the subject as anything but incredible nuanced. It's going to be hard to discuss without a great deal of detail. However, in the plus column, I'm one page into the actual paper and should get this sucker done on time.
I kind of hate my period- since I got the Diva-Cup, it's much less of a hassle than before, but the lower back pain of the first day always seems to strike on those days that I am most likely to spend with a 20 pounds strapped to my spine.
I would be downloading and installing I2P right now, but I cannot for the life of me figure out how the hell the thing that they have up as the 'download' actually works as a download. My computer just interprets it as a broken link, and I have no idea how to get the stupid file onto my computer.
In other news: Nightmare Before Christmas is a delightful romp in the weirder aspects of my childhood. I tried to read some criticism of it earlier today, but it's pointless to me. No matter what the critics thought about the score or the lack of a real blast-off for the storyline, it's always going to be one of those movies I watched as a child. It's in the blood as wonderful and eerie: I can no more change how I think about it than I can forget "Green Eggs and Ham." I suppose I just have to wait for the next generation to come along and screw it up for me.
