| A Tragic End |
[Feb. 8th, 2007|07:22 pm] |
Your pain is over. Finally.
I was never exactly a fan, but I realize it was the drugs that took over her life. After she lost her son a few months ago, she felt she had nothing to life for anymore. I wouldn't be surprised if it was suicide.
I hope you're at peace now.
(She died where my mother was at the exact same time today.. Seminole Hard Rock Hotel
She was 39. |
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| LARRY THE CABLE GUY IS A RACIST/SEXIST ASSHOLE |
[Jan. 28th, 2007|08:54 pm] |
Larry the Cable Guy is your typical redneck bigot. On a recent episode of his show he refers to American Indian women as "squaw skanks."
Let me define "Squaw" for you.
Squaw is the equivalent of "nigger", "spic", "kike", "towelhead", "sand monkey", "gook", "chink", pretty much every racist term you can think of. Except it applies only to Native American Indian WOMEN.
Meaning it is also SEXIST.
A squaw was a term used by whites to describe the Indian women they captured, raped, tortured, enslaved, and murdered. It is NOT an Indian word, and it is NOT correct, and if you ever fucking say it to or around me, I will personally track you down and hurt you, and I'll speak to you again.
IT IS NOT RIGHT, IT IS NOT ACCEPTABLE.
People got mad at Kramer (Michael Richards) for calling black people "niggers" during a comedy show, and HE gets in trouble for it, so why the hell can Larry the Bumfuck Redneck Cable Asshole get away with it?
HE SHOULDN'T.
I don't fucking CARE what excuses you will try to make - there AREN'T any. There is a point where that kind of sensless, tasteless, hateful shit is NOT funny, and it bridges from Comedy into something awful.
This is what HE has done.
I have written numerous and lengthy letters of disgust to him to hopefully mold his thought and arouse an apology to the Native communities, but I doubt it will do any good - still, as an acitivist, I must do what I feel is right, and that is stepping up where it needs to be done.
If you too would like to voice your discontent over this episode, there is a section on larrythecableguy.com at the bottom where you can email him via his webpage. I strongly reccommend you doing this.
I have also alerted Mohegan Sun, a casino run by the Mohegan nation where he is supposed to show up very soon, of the offense and that he should be dropped immediately and excommunicated. I can only hope they do what is right. |
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[Jan. 9th, 2007|03:00 pm] |
Tomorrow is the day of truth.
Tomorrow it comes out.
But will I...
I was supposed to have a pre-op treatment today, but didn't. Instead whatever they were planning to do will be done an hour or so before the actual surgery tomorrow morning. I assume this consists of bloodwork, panels, and maybe an anesthetic test before I actually am put out.
My heart is racing like crazy, it has been for the past few days.
When I saw the scalpel for the first time, that's when I knew I was going to be in a lot of pain afterwards.
That's when I knew I'd be heavily drugged for the following week or more. So if I'm not back for a while, I either died and went to Valhalla, or I'm laying bandaged on a mattress some where, convinced that I'm "flying" and battling trolls that everyone can visibly, obviously see. In other words.... NARCOTICS!
I wish you could fly with me too but then you'll gets me in troubles.
If I die all my possessions and what not are to be divided between Luisa, Jesse, and my mother. Jesse obviously has dibs on Timothy the tumor and my music equipment, etc. Luisa gets my AFI shit and whatever else. And my mom can either sell the rest, or keep it.
So here you go, crack open a cold vv00t beer on me, and here's hoping I live to see the rest of my natural days outside the surgery room. Here's hoping I wake up, because I have the rest of my death to be asleep. |
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| Last day of school |
[Dec. 22nd, 2006|03:23 pm] |
Ever was yesterday. Woot. We had to sing for little kids at an impoverished bilingual school in Wahneta as my Spanish final... some of them were such little pricks but others were absolutely adorable. I went to a pre-kindergarten class to hand out gifts (these kids are really poor) and one of them said, in all seriousness, "I love you!" I almost cried. He was a little Indian boy. I wanted to take him home forever. :'[
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[Dec. 12th, 2006|06:30 pm] |
If you have a deviantart.com account add me! http://www.artemis-simetra.deviantart.com
Well I can actually say I'm happy, which is weird. This is my last ACTUAL week of school, next week is just midterms/finals. OH MY PICKLES, THERE IS A GOD?!! WOOTY WOOT WOOT WOOOOOOOOOOOOT?! I'M DONE WITH SCHOOL? FOREVER??? Alrights. *Regains consciousness*
Also my mom and I have been getting along better than ever, and my stepdad and I aren't at each other's throats. I'm looking for a full-time job. My therapy seems to be helping me alot, too, which is absolutely fantastic. I guess I'm not a vegetarian anymore either. I had chicken with mole' last night. I don't know what to think about it... I only eat free-range meats for the most part, but sparingly. I'm mostly a fish person. But I'd NEVER eat lamb or veal or any baby-anything. That's just downright immoral.
Anyways. My mom and I on Saturday went to this kick ass themepark called Epcot where they have this huge circle of villages from different countries. It features Norway, China, Japan, France, Germany, Italy, UK, Morocco, Canada, and the Colonial USA. (Norway, of course, is the best). I was disappointed slightly by the lack of Greece...
The employees in each "country" are actually from the country they represent, making the cultural aspects of the experience much more authentic than you would expect. They have restaurants, shops, exhibits, historic stuff, and lots of other things. Plus, it's an absolutely gorgeous place and so much fun. We walked around for 8 hours straight, and we stopped and had both lunch and dinner in Norway. Lunch was at a little bakerie (bakery) where we had lefse (which is a flatbread, used as many things and filled with many things depending on what you'd like to put in it) my lefse had cinnamon-sugar and butter in it, so it was more of a dessert than it was a lunch. We ate a great dinner at Akershus, which is named after a famous Norwegian castle that still stands today. This park is owned by Disney so of course we were approached by Disney princesses Belle, Cinderella, and Aurora upon eating. LMAO. This day followed up with an incredible firework/stunt display. It's so fucking awesome and I would go there everyday if I could. When I get a car I'm going to try to get a job there.
The next day I made an ethnic Norwegian dinner/dessert of aforementioned Lefse and a Jarlsberg/Leek/potato soup/stew with berlinerkranzer cookies and Norwegian pancakes. I took alot of pictures at Epcot but these are the only ones I have to show you so far.
http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r203/artemis6x/Pics%20of%20Artemis/meandtroll.jpg
http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r203/artemis6x/Pics%20of%20Artemis/meandtroll2.jpg
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[May. 10th, 2006|05:16 pm] |
Nos dildos beyonds this points. ;]]]
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