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Nov. 9th, 2002 01:46 pmIts things like this that make me ashamed to be a member of the human race.
Nov. 9th, 2002
(Late) Friday Five
Nov. 9th, 2002 02:01 pm1. Did you vote in your last elections?
Nope, I'm not old enough yet.
2. Do you know who your elected representatives are?
Mostly. It was hard not to hear Emma lamenting about Vilsack being back in office on Wednesday morning.
3. Have you ever contacted an elected representative? If so, what was it about?
I did, actually, about how I thought war with Iraq would be a Very Bad Idea. Fat lot of good its done.
4. Have you ever participated in a demonstration?
No but I probably will eventually.
5. Have you ever volunteered in an election? What was the result?
What?
Nope, I'm not old enough yet.
2. Do you know who your elected representatives are?
Mostly. It was hard not to hear Emma lamenting about Vilsack being back in office on Wednesday morning.
3. Have you ever contacted an elected representative? If so, what was it about?
I did, actually, about how I thought war with Iraq would be a Very Bad Idea. Fat lot of good its done.
4. Have you ever participated in a demonstration?
No but I probably will eventually.
5. Have you ever volunteered in an election? What was the result?
What?
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Nov. 9th, 2002 04:44 pmI'm so bored.
I should write the thank-yous to the people that sponsored TNT Dynamite. But I don't want to.
I should have gone to Davenport this afternoon and tried to find my book, but I didn't do that either.
I should go take a nap so I can stay out until 2:00 again. But I don't want to.
I should work on NaNoWriMo, but... yes. Well. Enough said.
I should do my homework on the political cartoon. But I don't want to.
I should just tell everyone to shut up. I'm sick of talking about death.
I should kick my mom in the mouth. No, I don't fucking remember that week last summer at all, mom. I ate practically nothing and didn't sleep at all and cried more than I had in my entire fifteen years. Open your mouth a little wider and you'll be able to fit both of you size six feet in there.
I should write the thank-yous to the people that sponsored TNT Dynamite. But I don't want to.
I should have gone to Davenport this afternoon and tried to find my book, but I didn't do that either.
I should go take a nap so I can stay out until 2:00 again. But I don't want to.
I should work on NaNoWriMo, but... yes. Well. Enough said.
I should do my homework on the political cartoon. But I don't want to.
I should just tell everyone to shut up. I'm sick of talking about death.
I should kick my mom in the mouth. No, I don't fucking remember that week last summer at all, mom. I ate practically nothing and didn't sleep at all and cried more than I had in my entire fifteen years. Open your mouth a little wider and you'll be able to fit both of you size six feet in there.