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

Word.  Laters.

Alright, so I was going to keep this blog purely issue/politics/whatever relation, but the fact is, I never update it because I’m more involved in my personal life than I am with any issues at the moment, and honestly feel like a lot of the blogging ‘activism’ that happens online is entirely detached from the real world in that it’s basically the fucking peanut gallery and that the “mainstream” progressive bloggers happen to have mad amounts of privilege to continue doing what they are doing.  Besides, my real life is prolly much more entertaining than my commentary on other people’s blog posts who you’ve never read.

Thus, I’ll just be posting random snippets from my days here and other random shit and of course my spry political commentary will seep in, but at least I’ll update more than once a month (hopefully).

So, a co-worker let me borrow Step Brothers, and it’s just not my sense of humor at all.  If I was stoned as fuck, it’d prolly be funnier.  I have Twilight and Walk the Line that I need to watch too.  I don’t know why I put twilight on the top of my netflix queue, but it’s in blu ray and features womanly featured pale white men.  i shall prolly like it.

ok, what the fuck.  this shit is boring.  eat a bag of dicks, sir.