[Edited to add: I typed this sometime between 7:30 and 8:00am this morning, immediately after watching the movie. It was written BEFORE my last rambling, which revised my theory regarding the girl who broke my heart at the ASR "AmeriKKKan Terrorista" 2004 wilderness training camp in Del Norte. Now I'm getting it into the database. A second attempt. [To self: please remember to reverse sync the last rambling back to argo later.]]

I take back everything I said 24 hours ago about the girl whose name began with L, who I met briefly at the ASR2004 camping trip. I also apologize for my quick jumping to conclusions.

there is no other LOVE
there is no greater LOVE
than this...

gnucash tells me that as of right now, I have just over a thousand dollars in assets, and slightly under five hundred in liabilities.

Tonight, I was walking across the street to King Soopers to buy some peppers. An interesting little event occurred. Perhaps this may sound silly, but it restoreed a little bit of my faith.

Just as I suspected. I've been tuned out of it for a couple of days, because it was too much to handle. But Democracy Now Confirmes my suspicions.

HERE's the one I wanted, dammit! Amazon.com DOES have it, but it didn't show up when I searched their DVD section for the words "KAMA SUTRA" (21 other results were yielded, however.)

Again, the image tells me, as it comes back to haunt me through the time of the days past. Everything I need to know is in this picture I drew. That's my story, and I'm sticking to it. I am a Pagan. I worship the Goddess. Always have been, always will be, even if I might forget sometimes.

As I paid for my items at Best Buy, 2 clerks -- both male and female --teamed up on me while my items were scanned. They were "offering" me a bunch of free issues of Entertainment Weekly, or whatever it was. I already know how these scams work, and explicitly opted out of everything, wanting only to pay for the purchases I had selected. (One burn -- an easily reversed charge to my bank card when I thought I was getting a free trial of something -- happened at Media Play around 2.5 years ago. It was enough to keep me, a a fairly affluent customer at the time, away from that store, to which I have only rarerly ever returned since. Now I know the game, so I "just say no". At the same time, I felt sorry for the sales people, as they obviously had huge incentives to perform, and I could see that they were expecting to suffer somehow if I refused them. But I did it anyway. Their beauty could not sway me. Not yet, at least. If trends continue, the offer might also include an off-the-books free blow job by next year. We'll see.)

10:00. I just woke up from another nap. During it, I slumbered so deeply and so peacefully that I didn't notice my dad at all. Thank the Goddess for that. He had put away all the food he had been trying to stuff into me. I looked around the kitchen long enough to know. If I were to go any further, he would tell me (without my asking) that it is in the fridge, and then try to start getting it back out for me. So I walked back to the computer before he could even see me. He is washing his dishes right now. I'm so glad I slept for a little while.

Stepping back from my immediate stream of consciousness...

Just thought I'd enjoy this for a few moments, so long as the moments are still here.

It's morning now, and I'm going back to cataloging. Separate the good merchandise from the bad, and return the bad to the store from which it originated. This is really teaching me a lesson when it comes to running out and indescriminately buying a bunch of movies without doing my "buyer beward" research first.

I am mentally ill, and I need help. I was planning on just cataloging my purchases, and having enough movies to enjoy for months to come. But the first one I tried was Harsh Realm, and it didn't work at all in Argo's player. Every disc in the set gives bad sector errors. Is the Music/Movie industry TRYING to do itself in?