Say Yes!

http://www.scifi.com/amazingscrewonhead/

The Amazing Screw On Head is a pilot episode for a cartoon that could be aired on the Sci Fi Network.

It made me laugh so hard I hurt myself -- literally. I stubbed my toe on my desk while flailing about with the giggles.

Watch and take the survey!

Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest - 2006 Results

http://www2.sjsu.edu/depts/english/2006.htm\

The Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest (sometimes called the Dark And Stormy Night Fiction Contest) results are in! The grand prize winner is a hoot, but this is my personal favorite:

Winner: Detective Fiction
It was a dreary Monday in September when Constable Lightspeed came across the rotting corpse that resembled one of those zombies from Michael Jackson's "Thriller," except that it was lying down and not performing the electric slide.

Derek Fisher
Ottawa, ON

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distractions, breaks, refuges

http://www.myspace.com/laikafan

Click on "Uneasy," if you've never heard of Laika before. Black Cat Bone is really good, too, but Uneasy is hitting home for me today.

I should really get some sleep. I've got a date with that girl from Shibari Con tomorrow. My second, this time we're headed out to that thing at Spot 6. Not really a date, I guess, but a thing we're doing together. Language is such a weird concept.

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Move On.org: Voting Rights Act

It should be noted that I've done no research on this whatsoever, I'm just using politics as a distraction from the situation here in my apartment.

Hi,

I just found out that a group of Republicans in the Senate are trying to derail the renewal of the 1965 Voting Rights Act - a vital law that protects voting rights for minority citizens. They managed to hold it back for over a month in the House, and now it could be delayed even longer in the Senate. In just a few weeks, it could get bumped off the calendar all together.

The NAACP is sending 2000 volunteers to Washington next week to push the Senate not to let the VRA expire. MoveOn.org has launched a petition (which I just signed) to support the effort. If you sign now, they'll give your name and comments to NAACP volunteers to hand deliver to your Senators. That will make sure we're heard, but also make it clear to every Senator that those NAACP volunteers are supported by thousands of Americans of all stripes from across the country.

You can sign here: http://www.political.moveon.org/votingrights

Thanks!

When a Man Is Wrong

When you care about someone, you work through it, no matter how long it takes. You deal with the anger and the rage because underneath it all, you still care.

"You have a real problem with letting everyone walk all over you."

Oh, I can stand up for myself against most people, just not against the women I care about.

"If you had such a problem with this stuff, you should have said something at the time. It's too late now."

Well, by that logic, I guess I must still care about you.


I am So. Utterly. Tired. of losing friends I care deeply about in the process of learning to stand up for myself. Every time I've ever let a friend stay with me when they're in trouble, it's cost me that friendship in the end. Looks like this time will be no different.

A friend once told me that sometimes, the only way you can start to climb back up is to hit rock bottom first. I feel like I've hit that point four or five times already, but I really don't see that I've made any progress is learning how to handle confrontation. I mean, what measure can I judge by, if not by the fact that I'm still making the same mistakes? Sure, I'm bringing these things up months later instead of years, but that could just be attributed to how much more quickly I start to  feel I'm being taken advantage of.

Hellfire and damnation, I no longer even trust myself to judge if I'm being taken advantage of. I have to ask other people. How is that progress?

"You don't want to help me, not really. You just want to brag to people about how you did help me, what a great guy you are."

The truth is sadder, more pathetic. I constantly push myself to give more than I'm capable of, constantly search for someone I can help, can "save," because deep down inside, I still feel like I need to repent for not being able to protect a twelve-year-old girl that I didn't even meet until two years later. Feel ashamed for not having recognized that it was still happening to her. So much of who I am centers around those events, and I never even met the man.

When she was 16, that girl called me up and tried to pass off another rape as a choice she made. I didn't see it, didn't recognize the ruse, and yelled at her for tossing aside her morality so casually. She was crying out for help, for acceptance, but I did not see it. I'm still trying to make up for that failure, too.

(tangent: I've just reached this point where it's like, my heart is right here. If you've got a stake, this is where you shove it. Him: "I find that interesting, that you associate being emotionally vulnerable with getting stabbed." Well, what else do people do, except hurt each other? )


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