Thursday, August 28, 2008

Technics®
8月 27日 「水曜日」
My memory really seems to be failing me do to lack of sleep. I mean, I eventually did get some sleep, but this odd schedule is really screwing with my short term memory.

I think it was yesterday -- I'm pretty certain -- where I was watching the Democratic National Convention with my step-dad (I really dislike my inability to remember simple things). Hillary gave this fantastic speech and quoted Harriet Tubman and..well I can't honestly be trusted to remember anything else right now. I hope you guys caught it, too, though.

I still really think she should have gotten it.

Rene tells me a lot of democratic women are now putting their bets on McCain. . . . :D? They're voting for him because the candidate they had been following (Hillary Clinton) is no longer a part of the election and they'd rather vote for a republican (and Satan) over a black man to become president.

McCain's had /some/ interesting views, sure,
but he's still on the dark side. I'm pretty disappointed.
Thanks, racism. ._.


. . . Anyway, I suppose on a more shallow topic: I had the best iced coffee I've had in awhile and it was at Starbucks of all places. They're well-liked for their sweet stuff, but their regular coffee isn't all that fantastic. It's usually way too strong for my liking. This one, however, was love in a vinte-sized cup.

There really wasn't anything else all too particularly interesting besides that and this really eccentric-looking boy that came by to loiter. He was on the phone demanding that his boyfriend (or whoever it was) call him Daddy and his friend just sat in the corner smoking her cigarette in a manner I thought to be a little too proud. I'm a hypocrite of all sorts, but when I see kids smoking I just get all disgusted.

I think it's because my younger sister picked up smoking because I was, so when I see teenagers smoking it makes me upset for several different reasons.

Hum and before I lose my point, that boy-girl thing had about five pounds of eyeliner on and I was wondering why his parents let him out of the house looking that way. Youth is frightening.

I'm no good at explaining bizarre things, so I doodled some half-assed example for you all. D:
And I'll tell you now, this image is no exaggeration of how he drew the make up on himself.


Mood: Nostalgic
Listening to: Robots In Disguise
Drinking: ethos water
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