It just gets wierder and wierder.

[suspectclass]

I'm quoting the Indigo Girls again, because hey. It's what I do.

the center holds so they say
(it never held too well for me)
it never held too well for me
(the center holds so they say)
i won't stop short for common ground
(that vilifies the trodden down)
that vilifies the trodden down
(i won't stop)

the center held the bonded slave
for the sake of industry
(ah)
the center held the bloody hand
of the executioner man
(ah)

Where's my girlfriend?

Note: I tried to post this earlier and it won't go. So I'll just add this note and try again. I went downtown with my advisor and we talked for 2.5 hours about my life and her life and this war and Bush II etc. It was great. I needed to get it out there to someone who hadn't yet heard it. I'm really glad she's in my life, and I know my crush on her is foolishness, and really I'm sure I'll get over it, but that's okay.

So after the wonderful talk I went with Connie to the protest at the Courthouse. We got cold and hungry, but we're going back at 7.30 with candles and warmer clothes and umbrellas. So we're standing there and all of a sudden I see The Creature come out of CVS. SHE'S HERE! What the fuck? For those of you who don't know, she was my first girlfriend, abusive and just generally a bad person. She's never good news for people in her life and she's in my fucking town.

Who wants to be in my posse?

Comments

[wisygig.livejournal.com]

<drawl>It's high time for a hanging, it is.</drawl>

[hermionesviolin.livejournal.com]

I love your advisor. She's someone i would really love to have in my life. Yay for you. (And what, are there people with brains and pulses who don't have some sort of crush on her?)

[(Anonymous)]

wow... your journal just got... darker. Who turned out the lights? ermm...