oh, my dearest of internet friends, i have not posted here in nearly a year, but who fucking cares.  it’s not like this shit pays…

my ever-so-exciting life has become a tedious, repetitive, and stupid.  i am working well over my “required” hours, which is already over 40 hours a week, and the days I am not working, I am working on school stuff.

Hence, I am bored and boring.

The only exciting things I have happening for me are the predictable friendships I sustain and the fact I’ve been going to more concerts than usual.

While I am my usually brilliant self, I somehow managed to get an 83% on my latest paper, which means I am screwed if I don’t do phenomenally on my final paper for my class.  Luckily, this professor allows us to appeal our grade, but there’s no way i’ll get over a 90, but at least I will get a little more leeway for the last one.  Apparently, I just don’t get international relations theories.  oh well, bitches.

anyway, i have come to learn that coming from a progressive background and then doing non-progressive shit just helps you to realize how fucked up everything is.  like, seriously?

boring boring borzzzzzzzzz

This is cross-posted from New Era News, where I posted it originally, but I figure why not put it in my juice box as well.  giggles.

I’m not one to get super-pumped about international relations, treaties, and agreements.  I like drama and gossip, and tend to start snoring once anyone gets into details of international anything (yes, I understand this makes me a “typical” American).

The new exception to my boredom is President Obama’s Nuclear Summit, which unofficially began when he and President Dmitry Medvedev of Russia signed the new START Treaty (Strategic Arms Reduction Treaty).  When I first heard of the signing of the treaty, I was super excited because continuing to reduce the amount of nuclear weapons in the world is not just good policy, but acknowledges that the nuclear threat no longer exists from established states (with Iran and North Korea being possible exceptions), but from non-state actors, like al Qaeda, getting ahold of loose nuclear material, or material not disposed of properly.

So, why does this matter to any of us????

1.  The signing of the START treaty (if ratified by both Russia and the US) will get rid of 1/3 of the stockpiles of nuclear weapons each of these nations have.  So, both nations will still be able to blow up the earth 7 or more times, but it is a step in the right direction.

2.  Ukraine has agreed to transfer to non-weapon grade uranium to create energy and dispose of their weapon grade uranium by 2012, in a way that is supervised by the US (meaning that it is much less likely to get disposed of incorrectly or smuggled onto the black market).  This is a very good example of how countries who do not have weapons, but do use nuclear energy, can help reduce the risk of nuclear material getting into the wrong hands.

3.  A summit of 47 world leaders is very, very rare, and a huge departure from the previous administration’s practices of seemingly splitting everyone into friends and non-friends.  It’s nice to see a presidential administration take on an issue as huge as nuclear proliferation and encourage everyone to sit at the table and build solutions and make agreements.  Big things like this make me happy (call me a nerd).

4.  This summit has led to the Chinese agreeing to put pressure on Iran to not develop nukes, which is HUGE.

5.  This is another example of Obama using diplomacy instead of threats, or cowboy posturing, to actually solve complicated world problems, and make the US and world safer from a nuclear attack.  Experts agree that unregulated nuclear material will result in a nuclear terrorist attack at some point, which puts not only the US, but almost every nation, at risk.  Agreeing to do things responsibly, with oversight, helps reduce the risk of a nuclear terrorist attack.

I find this summit SO EPIC.  It is a huge step forward for the US in terms of diplomacy, as well as for the world in terms of being safer from nuclear attack.

Because otherwise I’d be writing questions for the new training at work about sex toys and I’m kinda sick of it!!!!  But, it shall be epic.

Remember when I was going to porn reviews???  I think I’ll start that back up since I have easy access to it and it would help me with my actual, real job.

And maybe sex toy stuff too.

I found an article I’m gonna actually write about, kids!!!! I am taking a week vacation this week, though, so who knows if I’ll get the motivation to throw it up this week, but whatever.

le sigh.

Since I am not posting here, ever, I will share with you the messages I constantly get on myspace when I login.

Hello my name is Thomas.I am 54 years old with short sandy blonde hair and a short salt and pepper beard and I weigh 150lbs.I work in Iraq and no im not in the military.I will be in Denver in August and was wondering if you would like to get together.Its been 8 months since Ive been with a woman.I will show you a good time as well you show me a good time.I need to make love to a female so bad.I love a lot of foreplay.If you are interested e-mail me.What is Pinky aka Dildo.

i added watermelon vodka to this nasty “sync” vitamin water, and it actually tastes good.  hydrating while i dehydrate, and all that.  i think vitamin water is a total bunch of bullshit, but i drink it because it’s better than drinking pop and i won’t drink water unless i’m hiking (which i won’t do).

speaking of being able to hike; my ankle has been royally messed up for a year and a half now and until i gett good health insurance, i will limp and be in pain.  this kinda sucks.  i keep saying i should just go to one of the “community health clinics” but i’m positive i need an MRI and surgery, which you can’t get for cheap.  fucking fuck fuck.  insurance at work is basically there in case your arm falls off, so you won’t have to pay *as* much.  it’s not there for actual health.  *annoying*

also, i have stopped smoking for two weeks and one day as of today.  i’m surprised how i don’t really miss it at all.  to replace this bad habit, i now read books.  hence, i have read the first three twilight books, almost all of harry potter and the half blood prince, and 1/3 of ender’s game so far.  i just bought the final twilight book today, so that will prolly be done by the weekend.  the twilight books would be better without the main character.  i find her boring and way too dependent on a man who controls her and treats her like crap.  i like the secondary characters much, much more.  ender’s game is an odd book so far, and i find that the author had an obsession with asses, or so it seems.  i mean, i suppose there’s some purpose to the language, showing that the kids they’re training up to be killers are immature and young, but i just cringe when i read the kids calling each other “fart-eater” or whatever.  and of course, the harry potter books are my favorites, and i love them  waaay better than twilight for sure.  my harry potter tattoo is still on my mind, but i honestly don’t have to ovaries to get them.  i just should.

tomorrow, the buyer for my store will be there.  we had a totally pointless meeting with him this sunday, where he helped us with selling and customer service (being the salesperson by a bazillion at my store means i probably already do everything he said, and i do).  but i will grill him on why we never have certain things in that sell amazingly well, why we sell toys ANY toys with phthalates in them since we acknowledge they may be harmful to our customers, and why we have ugly fucking clothes at the moment that don’t fucking sell.  of course, i prolly won’t have the opportunity to do so, but that’s the plan.

i have learned how to negotiate the politics at work as to get what i want and also to help with some of the idiocy that runs rampant in my manager.  today he got snippy with me, and later apologized, but it’s like this thing where i am a really hard worker, and i know what the fuck i’m doing, so i’m in this position where i set and example, but don’t get paid more, but am expected to work harder…which is ok.  but there’s really only one of my assistant managers who i like a whole lot because he’s on top of shit.  i am hoping that this other job i heard of comes to fruition soon, so i can apply for it.  it would pretty much be perfect.

my “ex” turned 21 two days ago.  i am almost 27.  i realize that he’s fucking immature and young, but super hot…lol.  anyway, i can’t really write anything here about that except that i’m a total idiota.

Do i take a five week online course???? i mean, if i could get an A and actually do it, it would be totally worth it.  i think i’ll just fucking do it.  if you need more explanation on that, well, too fucking bad.

also, one of my favorite bloggers totally tweeted the tagline on my blog the other day, which made me feel special and then ridiculous.  too bad i rarely have much of substance to say.  actually, if i was meaner, i would rip into other blog’s posts, but that seems to just start flame wars, but maybe i’ll just take two blogs i am not a fan of (pandagon and feministing) and rip into that shit.  i would be super late to the blast fucked up white feminist bloggers club, but i’m sure it gets not worth it after a while, and one would need to blood to help rip apart the privileged idiocy.

i purchased a replacement for my “please stick it in.  it’s the law [picture of seatbelt]” bumper sticker magnet today ebcause it was fading.  so sad.  lol.

this has been a pointless post, but at least you’re updated on my life and alcoholism.  tee fucking hee

I keep promising to post on “WHY PEOPLE ON WELFARE DON’T DESERVE NICE THINGS” but, well, I don’t fucking feel like it and I’d rather write profane things that have no significance to anyone’s life except my own.  Honestly, blogging is really an exercise in ego, and since I don’t particularly have an ego anywhere else, I shall on this fuckhole of a blog.

I’m thinking of getting a tattoo.  I’m also thinking of getting a wii.  I can afford neither.  <3 capitalism.

Today, I bought a Foreman grill, Lego Star Wars for my PS3 and Twilight (the book).  I also got new brakes on my car.  I realized I need another day off bc my ankle hurts and I’m feeling lazy………

Also, I have to work 7 days in a row, which is worth it bc Scott is coming into town and I will get to meet up with old friends/roomies from college, but it’s gonna suuucckkk.  I have not cleaned my house at all.  Plus, my washer and dryer in my apt is broken, so i came over to daniel’s to do laundry and now it’s already 11:18pm and i am blah.

btw, if you’re on twitter, you can follow me here.  this is all a part of my ploy to get daniel on twitter, btw.  but what the fuck ever.

ok, i need to get my clothes out the dryer and then go the fuck home.  does anyone even read this shit??? if yes, comment plz

so, i neglect this blog like it’s going out of style because well, i got really drunk like three or four nights in a row this last week, was trying to be romantical with this dude named jim until this last week, but then told him he was a douche through text message (well, to be fair, i said i didn’t like him blowing me off, then when i was drunk, i texted his best friend and told him i thought jim was a douche).  I have now apparently been myspace de-friended, which let me tell you, is sooooo fucking depressing.  one) be a fucking man and like just let shit sit and blow over for a bit and 2) that was fucking fast.  you must have been concerned that i was going to rarely update my blog and never post bulletins for you to read. i’m so much better at being a catty writer when i have fodder.  

truth be told, i am also unsure of what to write here, seeing as i think a space i am going to take up on the internet should be constructive in some way, rather than just a projection of my ego, assuming you want to read about me, but then i realized the reason i follow many many blogs is to keep up with what is going on with people, which is valuable.  i also cannot be motivated to only write activisty/political/relevant things because when i’m not working, i’m volunteering and the last thing i want to do is come home and write to you all about politics and shit.  however, i realized there are things i ponder on, and for some reason, i will likely share them with you.  i guess that means if anyone has suggestions, i shall take them.

also, i am trying to write up answers to interview questions for a former co-workers blog/news thing about [my job].  one question is about how [my job] caters to the GLBT community.  firstly, i want to yell “WHY DO ALL THE LETTERS HAVE TO BE SHOVED TOGETHER LIKE THAT, OBVIOUSLY WE OFFER DIFFERENT THINGS FOR EACH OF THE FOUR LETTER ACRONYM-ED GROUPS YOU HAVE DECIDED TO CLUMP TOGETHER LIKE THEY’RE THE SAME THING, AND, IN FACT, I WANT TO DECONSTRUCT YOUR QUESTION INSTEAD OF ANSWER IT” ugh, i hate myself sometimes.  as someone should say to me “get out of your fucking head”, but that never works.  i mean, it does if there is vodka involved.

so, this post was going to be about why i no longer identify as a feminist, but as you can see, i rambled on and now it’s 4:18 am and i have to work tomorrow.

so, goodnight, and stay tuned for some shit, y’all.  haha.

Colorado’s version of the DREAM Act failed to pass the Colorado Senate yesterday after 5 dems chose to sell out their values for some vague impression that this would impact the Colorado budget, and because they don’t believe human rights matter more than politics.  I don’t have time to post a lot about it right now, but I am fucking pissed off, especially at Morgan Carroll who basically scapegoated immigrant children for the huge budget cuts the state is facing.

I swear, I hope someone give her a good fucking primary challenge and she loses her seat.

Also, this is another good reason to talk about reforming TABOR, so shitty politicians can’t use it as an excuse to sell out hard working people (exactly like they did with the paid sick days bill).

I’m sitting here in front of my TV, about to do some data entry (I am happy that a lovely org is paying me to help them do data entry), and realize that I give up random hobbies all the time.  I got a PS3 for xmas (or, more accurately, I bought one for myself at Christmas as my gift for helping elect Obama and defeat some super fucked up ballot initiatives), and I don’t have too many games for it, but I rarely play GTA4 (because I found it too hard).

I also noticed that I have a basket of yarn, and a barely crocheted scarf that Daniel was supposed to get for xmas…in 2006.  I haven’t crocheted forever.

I got white boards for xmas to go on my wall, and just finally put them up, but I have yet to put the calendar on one, and who knows what on the other.

I didn’t finish school.

I was really committed to cooking more, which is why i gave up fast food for lent, but that didn’t happen either.

So, I tend to give things up, or not follow through, but this isn’t true in 1) relationships (platonic) with people and 2) “organizing” or “activism” or whatever it is that I do.  I guess maybe it’s because I care more about people and Freedom (capital ‘f’ y’all) than other shit, but fuck.  It constantly feels like I want to be more focused on my regular, everyday, boring life, than all this shit that is either beyond me to impact by myself, or is other people.  I’m invested in other things/people, and leave myself to whatever time I have left.  However, other types of lovey dovey relationships I tend to suck at for a number of reasons which I don’t need to post on the internet for everyone to see.

I try to change this by realizing I need to like, you know, actually start dating people more, since I am inherently bad at seperating friendship from sex and then end up fucking myself over.  So, yes, I went on a few dates with this one guy, but wasn’t too into him a few months ago, but it at least felt better than totally falling for someone.  I’ve been on a few dates with this other person, and I do actually like him a lot.  He’s a really nice, good, fun, cute guy, and since I tend to like douchenozzle assholes, it would be cool to try and make it work.  Of course, that’s if he feels like there’s some potential there.  But I’ve decided to stop presuming things.

I am totally addicted to twitter, btw.  You can follow me there under pinklaura, and if you’re on twitter, let me know, I’ll follow you’re ass.

So, I really want to go see Tool and Incubus at Dick Sporting Good’s Park, but I am broke.  Does anyone wanna go??? Let me know because I want to get wasted and rock out to two of my fave bands/sexy ass lead singers…mmm..

Work is fine, it’s become routine again, but that’s OK.  We had crap sales today and barely any people in the damn store, which means we will be judged despite the fact there’s not shit we could do about it.  If only half the people come into the store than are supposed to, we’re apparently supposed to sell them each $300 worth of stuff.  anything else is inexcusible.  But that sounds bitter.  I’m actually super enjoying my job lately.  Most of my co-workers are awesome and they have gotten rid of the shit managers, and I am happy with the two new totally competent people who are the new managers.  I’m also happy that those promotions are going to make a certain shift manager more money (yay!).

I will likely go to the capitol on Monday to protest the proposed more than 50% budget cut to higher education in the State of Colorado.  It’s fucking ludicrous, and although it seems to have been a bargaining tool to get pinnacol to shore up 500mil, as Square State said (I think), “that’s a poker game you better win.”

Higher ed isn’t something you fucking gamble with, and I think the idea that it is makes it even more apparent that we need to rid this state of TABOR (the taxpayer bill of rights).  Representative Government exists in order to govern.  If you feel you are paying too much, or you don’t like where your money is going, elect new leaders, don’t impose a ludicrous constitutional amendment that ties the hands of state lawmakers to make important budgetary decisions.  What’s 6% of 0 growth?  Oh that’s right, the ratchet effect.

I know I’m not explaining that at all, but I’m still fucking IRATE over this.  And I don’t get that IRATE anymore

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