OK. So here's the most recent Eng essay. Hope everyone enjoys...and shout out to Kate for all her help during the rewrite !!!
Shannon Hayes
R. Hanoka
Eng 112/12
18 September 2009
Lock and Load: Second Amendment Rights to the Constitution
“A well regulated militia, being necessary to the security of a free state, the right of the people to keep and bear arms, shall not be infringed.” (United States Constitution: Bill of Rights) This is probably the most quoted and misquoted line in the United State Constitution, second only to the First Amendment. These words are etched in stone on the headquarters of the National Rifle Association and in the hearts of the American people. The statement gives freedom but comes with restrictions. For example, guns are not allowed to be carried on federal or school property. In addition, one must have a permit to carry a concealed weapon in Virginia, or to carry at all in some states. There exists a laundry list of restrictions and requirements allowing and barring the average John Q. Public from possessing a firearm. However, because of the ambiguous nature of our country’s constitution and recent events such as the Columbine and Virginia Tech shootings, it stands to reason that the American public would clutch even more tightly to whatever will give them the right to defend themselves and their loved ones. Because of said nature, the Amendment allows for a much heated debate. It poses the question: are student’s constitutional rights being violated by banning the possession of firearms on campus if they feel the need for self-protection? To answer this question one would have to accept two very specific ideologies as fact; namely, that the Second Amendment does in fact give citizens the right to bear arms and that the right is subjected to limitation (i.e. only in the defense for the state or one’s self while engaged in any action that would be in direct assistance to the nation). For the sake of this discussion, both assumptions are accepted. Therefore, it is a direct violation of the Second Amendment to deny any person, student or otherwise, the right to have access to a firearm in the case where there is an apparent and legitimate threat to the security of a person’s life by way of oppression of the liberties guaranteed to them by the United States Constitution.
Regardless of whether one is in agreement or not with the private possession of firearms there is one aspect of this that is not open for debate. The Constitution does make some guarantees, and states specifically that the American people have the right to “keep and bear arms.” Thomas Jefferson may have deemed that “…all men are created equal” (Declaration of Independence) it does not mean that they were all born with the knowledge of how to use a firearm and the maturity to handle one. This is why there exist so many restrictions upon this particular civil right. The fact that the U.S. Constitution gives us the ability to defend ourselves is just one small aspect of what makes America a nation of freedom and opportunity. Rather it is the applicable times and places of the amendment that cause such discord among the public, not the motives of individuals or the individuals themselves.
The right of the state to be able to form a militia and defend itself is perhaps one of the greatest liberties that our Founding Fathers gave to us while crafting the Constitution of our government. It is one that sets us apart from almost every other nation on earth. Yet the awkward verbiage gives us the sword to defend ourselves while cutting the very hand that wields it. Often we find that some will take advantage of that murky wording to suit their own needs, or worse, to justify actions bred from fear and ignorance. Thus, the argument that a student should be allowed to carry a firearm on campus if he or she is in fear for his or her life is just one of the many questions this debate raises, yet there are additional issues that should be addressed before discussing the assumed violation of civil rights. Just what exactly is the student in fear of? Is it another student or is he afraid that his school and consequently his life will be over thrown by terrorists? Why hasn’t the school stepped in to intervene on behalf of this student? Frankly, unless the student is an active and on duty member of law enforcement, military police, or perhaps a Minuteman left over from the American Revolutionary War, there is absolutely no need for students to carry a weapon on campus and by allowing it, it is no longer fulfilling a civil right unless said student is defending himself against tyrannical opposition and oppression. Consenting to anything less is gratuitous, and by doing so, it cuts into the authority and validity with which officers of the law are bestowed based upon the United States Constitution, the states' Bill of Rights, and the consent of the people of our nation. Ironically, it is the government’s attempt to compromise on the original intent of the amendment written by the Founding Fathers that causes a row to begin with. However, by denying the student all accessibility to a weapon should the need arise the school would be in direct violation of the Constitution. Perhaps a better solution would be to keep in place the strict policies regarding carrying a weapon on one’s person and redefining the accessibility of a weapon to a citizen in a public or federal venue at times of crisis.
Each state called for a ratification of the Constitution, not surprisingly, resulting in the crafting of the Bill of Rights and giving us the oh-so-vague Second Amendment. Both Virginia and North Carolina asked, “that the people have the right to keep and bear arms; that a well regulated militia composed of the body of the people trained to arms is the proper, natural and safe defense of a free state."(The Right to Keep and Bear Arms) The Virginia Bill of rights goes on to say, “That a well regulated militia, composed of the body of the people, trained to arms, is the proper, natural, and safe defense of a free state; that standing armies, in time of peace, should be avoided, as dangerous to liberty; and that, in all cases, the military should be under strict subordination to, and governed by, the civil power.”( 42-Virginia Bill of Rights) One will notice that with each mention of the people’s right it is yoked to the necessity of a militia. There is no free standing clause or amendment stating that the people have the right to possess weapons merely for the sake of owning them.
The right that the Second Amendment gives citizens to keep and bear arms is part of the foundation that sets Americans apart from the rest of the world. Our Constitution not only gives us the right to defend ourselves, but the responsibility to pick up those arms in the face of tyranny and oppression; oppression of ourselves and of others and to overthrow it if need be. This constitutional amendment built a nation of people that possess a unique sense of justice, safety, and independence. It offers security in knowing that no matter where we are, be it work, home, or even school should the need arise we are able to rally and defend ourselves, not remain helpless in the face of oppression but be a nation of action against it.
Word Count: 1,328
Hatch, Orrin G. Senator. The Right to Keep and Bear Arms. Washington 1982. Retrieved 17 September 2009. http://www.constitution.org/mil/rkba1982.htm#42
Hatch, Orrin G. Senator. The Right to Keep and Bear Arms. Washington 1982. 42. Id. At 1030 Retrieved 17 September 2009. http://www.constitution.org/mil/rkba1982.htm#42
Untied States Constitution: Bill of Rights. September 17, 1787. Retrieved 17 September 2009. http://avalon.law.yale.edu/18th_century/rights1.asp#2
Virginia Bill of Rights. June 12, 1776. Retrieved 17 September 2009. http://www.constitution.org/bor/vir_bor.htm
Jefferson, Thomas. Declaration of Independence. June 28, 1776. Retrieved 17 September 2009. http://www.archives.gov/exhibits/charters/declaration_transcript.html
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
No time.
Ok So I have no time, I'm supposed to be working on a 5 page paper for Eng due on Sunday, studying for a biology test on Sat, reading chapter 5 in my hippy-how-to be happy book, Chapter 6 in Psych class and working on my behavior modification project. I've decided I'm not going to be able to blog other than to put up my Eng essays I'm writing which ironically the first one was based off a blog i wrote. Hmm I wonder, if I can use myself as a source for any future papers. Lmao, I'll just have to remember to cite myself accurately in the body of my text.
Any ways, here ya go:
Any ways, here ya go:
Stupidity Should be Painful
After working with the public for several years I have come to three conclusions: First stupidity should be painful, second there needs to be an amendment to the constitution stating this, and thirdly, if it did in fact cause physical pain to one’s person then eventually people would stop being stupid. Though I am loathe to ask for yet another committee to be spear headed by our federal government, I feel that in this particular instance (mostly for the funding) that a committee of intellectuals and the like should come together so that there is some type of supervision over the actual implication of the Stupidity Should be Painful Program. Each person would go to a local testing facility and submit to various tests to check their level of stupidity. If found that they are only moderately stupid, i.e. prone to ridiculous or asinine behavior in small isolated instances then they can be monitored by remote access through one of the many Remote Viewing Centers that will be put in place. Monitored and equipped with a small device that must be worn on their person at all times, they would receive an electric shock when they engage in any behavior that the committee has deemed stupid. These Remote Viewing Centers would serve a dual purpose, acting as both a monitor and call center, giving a civilian the constitutional right to call in if they in fact witness a person committing a potential stupidity violation. At which time, a formal investigation would commence and if the person was indeed found guilty of being stupid, the penalty would be delivered quickly and harshly, after first making the person watch a dramatization of their violation so that they understand exactly why they are being punished.
If, however, a person was found to test positive for chronic stupidity, steps would be taken to reduce the impact that they would have on society and other non-stupid people in general. At this level of stupidity it would be fairly safe to assume that they would need almost constant supervision such as, a personal Stupidity Monitor. Someone who would follow them around so that when an act of stupidity is occurring the Monitor would simply hit them with the approved punishment device (possibly a cane or a 2x4) thusly creating the desired Pavlovian response. Furthermore, their driving licenses would be revoked (as this seems to be the time when most people become stupid), their license to breed would be suspended, they would be required/forced to attend weekly re-education camps and counseling, and their family and loved ones would be given access to pamphlets on coping with a chronically stupid person as well as the choice to meet with a weekly support group. It is my belief that if these steps were to be taken, we might one day live in a world where bad driving, reality TV. , and Scientology were things of the past, and stupidity, which is already painful for everyone else, will finally start affecting the people that it should.
Sunday, September 6, 2009
"The Picture", chat rooms and yet another reason why Stupidty should be painful.
So I posted a new pic, I call it my artsy I'm to close the camera picture. I was actually dicking around on my lap top last weekend, (ahh i was supposed to be doing homework, which is the major reason I've not blogged in quite a while. It would seem that school has systematicaly eroded away everything social about my life, specifcaly my Biology class. It's overwhelming me. No shit, I spend close to 15 hours a week just on this one class. Luckely I didnt really have much of a social life to begin with, however, there are my simple pleasures, my joys if you will. I like going to the movies, out to dinner, the book store what have you, and since I'm usualy alone when I do these things this is how I have so much random crap happen to me and by extension something to blog about. No more free time means no more outings means no more random happenings means no more blogs. Yeah...I know, I know. I think its crap to0!) So I'm taking a break from my....you guessed it...Bio homework and I was playing with my new computer and discovered the web cam feature!!!
Now I've never had a web cam before, and I was seriously tempted to get online and get up to no good, but my responisable and mauture nature kept me from doing any thing rash, (honestly, who am i kidding, I have shit connection out here and the view my web cam feature on yahoo wouldnt connect. Probably a good thing) I was feeling perticulary fiesty that day, as well as super hot and for some reason really skinny so I started playing in front of the web cam and snapping pictures. All I needed was Right Said Fred belting in the back ground and my narcissism knows no bounds. So I took this pic of me leaning over the computer while I was reading something I had pulled up on google. I was wearing a tank top and my pajama shorts, no make up and because I have side bangs, my hair was covering one of my eyes...apparently very Jessica Rabbit. Um...it was apparently a hot pic. I thought I looked sexy and confident, (which I am) and I was pretty sure the picture was sexy, scandalous even, but nothing more. I was wearing a tank top for christ's sake. In essence I loved the pic and wanted everyone to see it. So naturally I posted it on my Facebook.
My bff emailed me the next morning, telling me the pic was skanky, and since I'm not, perhaps I should considered taking it down. I disagreed, as I am want to do when someone is telling me something of importance, and went about my business. However, becasue she is the bff and I value her opinion so much, I did think about it. So I polled the audiance. Results were mixed. The other bff loved the pic as well as most of the younger girls at work, however the older women, didn't really care for it. Interesting. I decided to take it a step further. I posted it as my profile picture on yahoo and then hit the chat rooms. The results were shocking.
I have never in my life been propestioned for cheap meaningless sex with so many people! I was like hell yes. But of course I wouldn't actualy do it. As the bff stated above, I'm not a skank. However, i kept a little mental note of the conversations and I noticed a distant theme emmentating from them. All the men wanted to know how old I was, (ahh i did look REALLY young in the pic..I don't know what that was about) what I was looking for and when I told them (nothing) they would either complement me prfousley or get mad at me. One man even went so far as to call me the C word. Ahhh starts with a c....ends with unt. Sounds like Cunt. And then threatened to have me booted from the room and if I came back in under that screen name he would peremently delete my screen name...Now I wouldnt normaly do this...well yes I would, but this guy was an asshole and the blatent...stupidity needs to be shared and mocked. So yes...I'm going to post the conversation:
Btw...im indecorousbilletdoux, I changed his name to proctect...well honestly to protect the stupid. And notice how there was no hi, hello how are you.
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:33:42 PM): F'burg huh......u single and lookin?
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:34:15 PM): i'm single..i'm not looking
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:34:33 PM): your in a ROMANCE themed LOCAL chat room and your not looking? hmm
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:34:47 PM): well i'm prob not looking for the same thing u are
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:34:58 PM): so your assuming? lol
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:35:59 PM): like you said..its yahoo...yeah i'm assuming
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:36:45 PM): well then you are acknowledging that you basically know what the rooms are about so why be here? lol
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:37:23 PM): i have my reasons
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:37:48 PM): well there's only a few reason you could be here and I think you've done established its none of them so.
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:38:10 PM): what are the "few reasons"
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:38:26 PM): well most people here are either lookin for something fun or something serious.....
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:38:43 PM): oh...some people are looking for something serious..i've not met any of those people
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:38:50 PM): just the "something fun"
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:39:07 PM): well I think you should have fun before you get serious......it works that way, the other way around is kinda awkward
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:39:31 PM): I don't see nothing wrong with having that kind of fun as long as you want to have it with one person and work towards having something serious with them
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:39:45 PM): really.....thats like putting the cart before the horse
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:39:49 PM): but good luck with that
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:40:33 PM): well I'm not gettin into a relationship before I have fun, that's retarded
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:41:24 PM): yeah yeah your right...lets not get to the know the other person at all before jumping into a relationship because sex is what you base a foundation on for a lasting commenment
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:41:36 PM): commintment
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:41:40 PM): ehh which ever
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:42:20 PM): that's not retarded at all
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:42:42 PM): and I'm not calling some girl my girlfriend I just met and then having sex.....
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:43:12 PM): its called dating...and while your doing that you get to know one another
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:43:18 PM): *insert shock and awe here*
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:43:43 PM): well that makes sense......just like doing things a bit differently.....doesn't mean its wrong, I don't like stuck up girls anyhow
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:43:55 PM): r u saying i'm stuck up?
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:44:27 PM): I just catch that vibe.....like your too goody goody to just have some fun without thinking you've been used or somebody is just up to fuck and run
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:44:54 PM): so your saying by me choosing to not have a random cheap and meaningless sexual encounter with you i'm stuck up?
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:45:38 PM): its only random if its one time......but you keep callin it that
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:46:25 PM): i notice how u didnt focus on the cheap and meaningless part
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:46:27 PM): nice touch
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:47:17 PM): well I've been with girls where i had sex with them the first time I met them and we was together for 3 years.....I've done the whole wait a couple months and then it happens and your only together 3 months or so.......so how long you wait doesn't mean jack shit
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:47:46 PM): but its like this.....stay the hell out of rooms where you know damn well what most are about if your not about it......that's what this is really all about
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:47:55 PM): omg seriously
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:48:08 PM): I'm not the one in the WRONG place
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:48:10 PM): lmao
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:48:11 PM): this is great
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:48:14 PM): I'm a realist......I know what these rooms are about
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:48:22 PM): its about to get even more when your booted here in a few
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:48:31 PM): i told u i had various reasons for being here
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:48:39 PM): i'm not bothering u and u Pmed me
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:48:44 PM): oh well
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:48:45 PM): your just butt hurt bc i dont want to fuck u
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:48:53 PM): I never asked you to fuck m
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:48:57 PM): so don't flatter yourself cunt
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:49:00 PM): oooo
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:49:04 PM): u really put me in my place
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:49:06 PM): never came close
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:49:09 PM): just said your not here for the right reasons
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:49:13 PM): I do most
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:49:13 PM): "right"
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:49:24 PM): like u decided what right and wrong is
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:49:33 PM): dumb shit
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:49:35 PM): have fun
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:49:38 PM): and leave me the hell alone
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:49:51 PM): look you can keep coming back with all you want, here in about 10 minutes if your not out of here you can and will be booted, you don't like it oh well
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:50:02 PM): and if you comeback at that time then your name is gettin taken....u fuckin try me
At this point i went to the room and had a jerry springer like encounter with him. The point of the story is this...perception is everything and arguing in a chat room is like being in the special olympics, win or loose, your still retarded.
Oh. And I took the picture down.
Now I've never had a web cam before, and I was seriously tempted to get online and get up to no good, but my responisable and mauture nature kept me from doing any thing rash, (honestly, who am i kidding, I have shit connection out here and the view my web cam feature on yahoo wouldnt connect. Probably a good thing) I was feeling perticulary fiesty that day, as well as super hot and for some reason really skinny so I started playing in front of the web cam and snapping pictures. All I needed was Right Said Fred belting in the back ground and my narcissism knows no bounds. So I took this pic of me leaning over the computer while I was reading something I had pulled up on google. I was wearing a tank top and my pajama shorts, no make up and because I have side bangs, my hair was covering one of my eyes...apparently very Jessica Rabbit. Um...it was apparently a hot pic. I thought I looked sexy and confident, (which I am) and I was pretty sure the picture was sexy, scandalous even, but nothing more. I was wearing a tank top for christ's sake. In essence I loved the pic and wanted everyone to see it. So naturally I posted it on my Facebook.
My bff emailed me the next morning, telling me the pic was skanky, and since I'm not, perhaps I should considered taking it down. I disagreed, as I am want to do when someone is telling me something of importance, and went about my business. However, becasue she is the bff and I value her opinion so much, I did think about it. So I polled the audiance. Results were mixed. The other bff loved the pic as well as most of the younger girls at work, however the older women, didn't really care for it. Interesting. I decided to take it a step further. I posted it as my profile picture on yahoo and then hit the chat rooms. The results were shocking.
I have never in my life been propestioned for cheap meaningless sex with so many people! I was like hell yes. But of course I wouldn't actualy do it. As the bff stated above, I'm not a skank. However, i kept a little mental note of the conversations and I noticed a distant theme emmentating from them. All the men wanted to know how old I was, (ahh i did look REALLY young in the pic..I don't know what that was about) what I was looking for and when I told them (nothing) they would either complement me prfousley or get mad at me. One man even went so far as to call me the C word. Ahhh starts with a c....ends with unt. Sounds like Cunt. And then threatened to have me booted from the room and if I came back in under that screen name he would peremently delete my screen name...Now I wouldnt normaly do this...well yes I would, but this guy was an asshole and the blatent...stupidity needs to be shared and mocked. So yes...I'm going to post the conversation:
Btw...im indecorousbilletdoux, I changed his name to proctect...well honestly to protect the stupid. And notice how there was no hi, hello how are you.
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:33:42 PM): F'burg huh......u single and lookin?
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:34:15 PM): i'm single..i'm not looking
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:34:33 PM): your in a ROMANCE themed LOCAL chat room and your not looking? hmm
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:34:47 PM): well i'm prob not looking for the same thing u are
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:34:58 PM): so your assuming? lol
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:35:59 PM): like you said..its yahoo...yeah i'm assuming
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:36:45 PM): well then you are acknowledging that you basically know what the rooms are about so why be here? lol
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:37:23 PM): i have my reasons
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:37:48 PM): well there's only a few reason you could be here and I think you've done established its none of them so.
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:38:10 PM): what are the "few reasons"
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:38:26 PM): well most people here are either lookin for something fun or something serious.....
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:38:43 PM): oh...some people are looking for something serious..i've not met any of those people
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:38:50 PM): just the "something fun"
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:39:07 PM): well I think you should have fun before you get serious......it works that way, the other way around is kinda awkward
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:39:31 PM): I don't see nothing wrong with having that kind of fun as long as you want to have it with one person and work towards having something serious with them
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:39:45 PM): really.....thats like putting the cart before the horse
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:39:49 PM): but good luck with that
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:40:33 PM): well I'm not gettin into a relationship before I have fun, that's retarded
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:41:24 PM): yeah yeah your right...lets not get to the know the other person at all before jumping into a relationship because sex is what you base a foundation on for a lasting commenment
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:41:36 PM): commintment
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:41:40 PM): ehh which ever
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:42:20 PM): that's not retarded at all
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:42:42 PM): and I'm not calling some girl my girlfriend I just met and then having sex.....
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:43:12 PM): its called dating...and while your doing that you get to know one another
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:43:18 PM): *insert shock and awe here*
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:43:43 PM): well that makes sense......just like doing things a bit differently.....doesn't mean its wrong, I don't like stuck up girls anyhow
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:43:55 PM): r u saying i'm stuck up?
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:44:27 PM): I just catch that vibe.....like your too goody goody to just have some fun without thinking you've been used or somebody is just up to fuck and run
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:44:54 PM): so your saying by me choosing to not have a random cheap and meaningless sexual encounter with you i'm stuck up?
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:45:38 PM): its only random if its one time......but you keep callin it that
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:46:25 PM): i notice how u didnt focus on the cheap and meaningless part
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:46:27 PM): nice touch
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:47:17 PM): well I've been with girls where i had sex with them the first time I met them and we was together for 3 years.....I've done the whole wait a couple months and then it happens and your only together 3 months or so.......so how long you wait doesn't mean jack shit
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:47:46 PM): but its like this.....stay the hell out of rooms where you know damn well what most are about if your not about it......that's what this is really all about
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:47:55 PM): omg seriously
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:48:08 PM): I'm not the one in the WRONG place
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:48:10 PM): lmao
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:48:11 PM): this is great
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:48:14 PM): I'm a realist......I know what these rooms are about
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:48:22 PM): its about to get even more when your booted here in a few
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:48:31 PM): i told u i had various reasons for being here
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:48:39 PM): i'm not bothering u and u Pmed me
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:48:44 PM): oh well
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:48:45 PM): your just butt hurt bc i dont want to fuck u
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:48:53 PM): I never asked you to fuck m
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:48:57 PM): so don't flatter yourself cunt
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:49:00 PM): oooo
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:49:04 PM): u really put me in my place
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:49:06 PM): never came close
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:49:09 PM): just said your not here for the right reasons
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:49:13 PM): I do most
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:49:13 PM): "right"
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:49:24 PM): like u decided what right and wrong is
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:49:33 PM): dumb shit
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:49:35 PM): have fun
indecorousbilletdoux (9/4/2009 11:49:38 PM): and leave me the hell alone
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:49:51 PM): look you can keep coming back with all you want, here in about 10 minutes if your not out of here you can and will be booted, you don't like it oh well
xxxx (9/4/2009 11:50:02 PM): and if you comeback at that time then your name is gettin taken....u fuckin try me
At this point i went to the room and had a jerry springer like encounter with him. The point of the story is this...perception is everything and arguing in a chat room is like being in the special olympics, win or loose, your still retarded.
Oh. And I took the picture down.
Friday, August 28, 2009
My bad my bad
Ok so yeah..it's been FOREVER since i've blogged, and I'm not even really blogging right now, I dont have time...I'm on the ass end of my lunch break...but here's a little update:
AT&T sucks balls. Yeah I said it.
The Blue screen error on your computer is not a good thing.
My Psy teacher has a mullet and it's very distracting.
I refuse to do any of the following in said Psy class: color...or volunteer.
I am a total f'ing badass.
Second week of school and I'm still alive nor have I killed any one.
Still single.
....ok well that just about sums up the past week or so. Hopefully this weekend I'll have some more time and can go into greater detail.
AT&T sucks balls. Yeah I said it.
The Blue screen error on your computer is not a good thing.
My Psy teacher has a mullet and it's very distracting.
I refuse to do any of the following in said Psy class: color...or volunteer.
I am a total f'ing badass.
Second week of school and I'm still alive nor have I killed any one.
Still single.
....ok well that just about sums up the past week or so. Hopefully this weekend I'll have some more time and can go into greater detail.
Saturday, August 15, 2009
AT&T and the imiginary boyfriend....
So about 3 weeks ago now I bought a lap top for school. This was imperative, a necessity if you will. I'm taking 2 classes online and 2 classes at the campus. So suffice to say I'm going to be busy busy busy what with going to school full time, working 40+ hours a week and my bustling social life. Bustling...right. Any ways, I eagerly counted the days down until I could purchase this lap top along with the wireless card that was also essential to my needs. I was so excited. No. Excited doesn't cover it. For an adequate adgitive to describe the monumental occasion of me purchasing my lap top and wireless card for school please refer to the voice message I left on the BFF's phone while she was out camping. Ridiculously exuberant springs to mind as the proper verbiage of choice. However, due to some technical difficulties I have since become deflated with the experience.
The problems is not the computer. Oooohhhhh no. The lap top is outstanding, and I would have to say that my foray into the 21st century and technology has been exciting. My computer will talk to me..and I to it. Seriously. It's incredible. I actually composed my first dictated email earlier this morning to a for mentioned BFF...but I digress. The problem is that the wireless card and Windows vista arn't compatible. Something that apparently everybody knows but no one bothered to tell me when I was purchasing this perticuler air card through AT&T. So what happens is that I'll have a good strong connection to the Internet for 5 minutes to up to three hours, then suddenly it will drop to local only and I have to restart the entire program to reconnect again. Remove the air card, close down the AT&T communication box and reinsert the air card into another USB drive and start all over again. The 3 hours yesterday was a fluke, I normally only stay connected to the Internet for about 30 minutes or so and then have to do the above mentioned procedure. Oh, I forget to mention, sometimes it helps if I hold my mouth a certain way.
Needless to say I've been trouble shooting all week with AT&T and sony to try and resolve this issue. It's still not fixed. I've had to reconnect once already just while writing this blog. This is infuriating. But there's nothing I can do about it until we go through all the work arounds for the local only problem. There's a lot. Which means I'm spending an obscene about of time on the phone with the boys at AT&T. Drew, Adam, Chad, and my personal favorite so far, Ben.
This whole process has been incredibly infuriating, frustrating and aggravating, however, I am able to see the sliver lining so to speak. That would be the fact that the tech support people will set up appointments to call me back so I don't have to call in to the the call center and go through the whole rigmarole of being on hold and speaking to half dozen different people. So this past week I have had a string of random men (all with incredibly sexy voices) call my house asking for Shannon. As I mentioned before Ben so far has been my personal favorite. We've spoken several times, (all to no avail). He is personable and friendly, and in the down time we've had while waiting for my system to reboot, or some driver to install he has discovered that I like family guy, I am going to school for pyscology, I work at the Hospital and a plethora of other little trivial facts about me. In essence- the random tech support guy from AT&T is getting to know me. I hate to admit this but the encounters with Ben, frustrating local only failure aside, have actually been the most successful interaction I've had with a man in a very long time. Except for one other instance....and you know who you are.
Wow. I'm sorry. This blog just went somewhere totally different. I actually just erased a whole paragraph describing this imaginary boyfriend that I had created. In great detail. Great...detail. And the fact that i did that, kinda scares me. I think perhaps I should just enjoy the time Ben and I have together, and maybe if I think my life is just a little to ordinary, not quite ridiculous enough then I'll stage an elaborate break up scene between me and him. A tearful farewell over the phone, then I'll get drunk and dial into the call center a couple of times. Maybe try to google earth him so i can drive up and leave a dead bird in a shoebox by his car. Hmmmm...I know he lives somewhere in the central time zone. Kate I'm going to need you to teach me how to use google earth.
The problems is not the computer. Oooohhhhh no. The lap top is outstanding, and I would have to say that my foray into the 21st century and technology has been exciting. My computer will talk to me..and I to it. Seriously. It's incredible. I actually composed my first dictated email earlier this morning to a for mentioned BFF...but I digress. The problem is that the wireless card and Windows vista arn't compatible. Something that apparently everybody knows but no one bothered to tell me when I was purchasing this perticuler air card through AT&T. So what happens is that I'll have a good strong connection to the Internet for 5 minutes to up to three hours, then suddenly it will drop to local only and I have to restart the entire program to reconnect again. Remove the air card, close down the AT&T communication box and reinsert the air card into another USB drive and start all over again. The 3 hours yesterday was a fluke, I normally only stay connected to the Internet for about 30 minutes or so and then have to do the above mentioned procedure. Oh, I forget to mention, sometimes it helps if I hold my mouth a certain way.
Needless to say I've been trouble shooting all week with AT&T and sony to try and resolve this issue. It's still not fixed. I've had to reconnect once already just while writing this blog. This is infuriating. But there's nothing I can do about it until we go through all the work arounds for the local only problem. There's a lot. Which means I'm spending an obscene about of time on the phone with the boys at AT&T. Drew, Adam, Chad, and my personal favorite so far, Ben.
This whole process has been incredibly infuriating, frustrating and aggravating, however, I am able to see the sliver lining so to speak. That would be the fact that the tech support people will set up appointments to call me back so I don't have to call in to the the call center and go through the whole rigmarole of being on hold and speaking to half dozen different people. So this past week I have had a string of random men (all with incredibly sexy voices) call my house asking for Shannon. As I mentioned before Ben so far has been my personal favorite. We've spoken several times, (all to no avail). He is personable and friendly, and in the down time we've had while waiting for my system to reboot, or some driver to install he has discovered that I like family guy, I am going to school for pyscology, I work at the Hospital and a plethora of other little trivial facts about me. In essence- the random tech support guy from AT&T is getting to know me. I hate to admit this but the encounters with Ben, frustrating local only failure aside, have actually been the most successful interaction I've had with a man in a very long time. Except for one other instance....and you know who you are.
Wow. I'm sorry. This blog just went somewhere totally different. I actually just erased a whole paragraph describing this imaginary boyfriend that I had created. In great detail. Great...detail. And the fact that i did that, kinda scares me. I think perhaps I should just enjoy the time Ben and I have together, and maybe if I think my life is just a little to ordinary, not quite ridiculous enough then I'll stage an elaborate break up scene between me and him. A tearful farewell over the phone, then I'll get drunk and dial into the call center a couple of times. Maybe try to google earth him so i can drive up and leave a dead bird in a shoebox by his car. Hmmmm...I know he lives somewhere in the central time zone. Kate I'm going to need you to teach me how to use google earth.
Friday, August 14, 2009
Mother's Lock up your Sons
"You know Shannon, you really are going to make someone a good wife someday. Your a good cook," said Shannon's evil stepfather.
"...um...is that the only reason?" our lovable protagonist asks.
"...like I said...your a good cook."
Insert awkward silence here.
"...um...is that the only reason?" our lovable protagonist asks.
"...like I said...your a good cook."
Insert awkward silence here.
Pepper Spray, Breast Cancer and a Pinky Promise.
So I'm leaving work last night really really late because I had to rewrite the c drive on my brand new computer. Ahh shout out to AT&T for that...thanks for everything. So anyways, I'm leaving work and I'm talking to my friend on the phone ( mistake number one, if I've been told once, I've been told a hundred times that when your on the phone your not as aware of your surrounding's) when this guy comes from out of no where and starts hollering at me.."hey..hey girl." So I stopped, and looked and when I do that he starts jogging towards me, maybe not jogging , more like a brisk walk....lumbering...I don't know. I just know he was moving faster than me. Here I go, at 1:30 in the morning on Princess Ann Street a couple of blocks away from the No-Tell Motel in a shady part of town riddled with crime, drugs and a very ghetto Captain D's, with a very large and unfriendly looking man yelling and moving towards me. Well yeah...hell yeah I panicked. Luckily I was at my car (which I'd like to add was at the very ass end of the parking lot because I was unable to park in the front, like how I'm supposed to.) and I was able to get in and shut and lock the doors very quickly and he disappeared, to where I don't know. But it scared the shit out of me. So much so in fact that unbeknowest to my friend who was very concerned about that status of my person at the time that I sat in the car for a good 10 minutes before I stopped shaking and could pull it together enough to drive. I did not cry..primarily because I was still on the phone and but secondly because I was a little mad. I'm not exactly sure why I got so angry, I'm going to have to ponder it for a little bit, but it certainly helped me keep it together.
Moving on, my friend on the phone made me promise that today before work I would go and get some mace. I had to pinkie swear...over the phone. Yes...I totally wiggled my pinkie just like I would do in person, yes it is as retarded as it sounds and yes you are still bound by the same laws of the pinkie promise as if you where doing it in person. Which on a side note prompted a brief discussion on exactly what those laws where. We discussed briefly the magnitude of what was being asked of me, to make sure I fully understood the ramifications of my actions if I did so in fact break the pinkie promise. I did. However I broached the fact the nobody really knows just what exactly those consequences where if one did break said pinkie promise. Though they are always spoken of in very ominous overtones and there's a lot of ..."you know...yeah you know. Just don't do it." (Side bar-my curiosity got the better of me while writing this and I googled it. According to wikipedia, the pinkie promise is as follows, which I have found very disturbing. If you know me you'll know why exactly and I can state for the record the I will never..ever break a pinkie promise:
Moving on, my friend on the phone made me promise that today before work I would go and get some mace. I had to pinkie swear...over the phone. Yes...I totally wiggled my pinkie just like I would do in person, yes it is as retarded as it sounds and yes you are still bound by the same laws of the pinkie promise as if you where doing it in person. Which on a side note prompted a brief discussion on exactly what those laws where. We discussed briefly the magnitude of what was being asked of me, to make sure I fully understood the ramifications of my actions if I did so in fact break the pinkie promise. I did. However I broached the fact the nobody really knows just what exactly those consequences where if one did break said pinkie promise. Though they are always spoken of in very ominous overtones and there's a lot of ..."you know...yeah you know. Just don't do it." (Side bar-my curiosity got the better of me while writing this and I googled it. According to wikipedia, the pinkie promise is as follows, which I have found very disturbing. If you know me you'll know why exactly and I can state for the record the I will never..ever break a pinkie promise:
To pinky swear (in some regions referred to as the pinky promise or pinky square) is when two people entwine their pinky fingers to signify that a promise has been made. It is often seen in anime, where it is called a yubikiri (指切り Japanese for "Finger Cut-off").[1] It is also possible for a pinky swear to exist between 3 parties, known as a 3-way pinky promise. A pinky swear between 4 or more people is relatively unknown.
Traditionally, the pinky swear is considered binding and tantamount to a handshake in terms of sealing a deal. The pinky swear originally indicated that the person who breaks the promise must cut off their pinky finger.[2] In modern times, pinky swearing is a more informal way of sealing a promise. It is most common among school-age children and close friends. The pinky swear signifies a promise that cannot be broken or counteracted by the crossing of fingers, the "I take it back" or any similar trickery.[3] The Pinky Swear can be broken if all parties agree.
My brother however, at the time of this writing, insists that breaking the pinkie promise means that you spend an endless winter on top of a mountain in an itchy sweater. Courtsey Angry Beavers.
So I pinkie promised. And subsequently found my self at Gander Mountain trying to make a decision on exactly what type of pepper spray to get. I was bewildered at the choices I had before me. Pepper spray it would seem comes in a variety of different types each with a different delivery option and convenient yet attractive carrying case. The one I found most tempting and slightly ironic was the Breast Cancer line. Each pink cartridge came with a very tasteful pink leather key chain case monogrammed with the breast cancer ribbon. I was tempted. It's not every day I can purchase a highly corrosive fluid that will both protect my person and allow me to contribute to a good cause. However I found it impractical to my needs and opted for the slimmer, smaller Key chain Pepper Spray version that had the extra safety measures included. I know I'm going to need those. My biggest concern is that I will inadvertently wind up macing myself while driving.
Don't ask me how, but that is a very realistic concern. Those type of things happen to me.
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