My only blog. I'm off the Myspace for the most part, except for my band's page. I was afraid of being lured in by pedophiles. (Hey, I'm still a wee lass!) But thanks to Fox News and the investigative reporting of Chris Hayes, I don't have to worry about those dirty old men anymore. The good people at Myspace have weeded them out--they'll have to go back to stalking children in school parking lots.
Ay. In addition to Derrick Jensen's Endgame (light reading, I highly recommend it), I've been reading too much news lately, which is perhaps why I'm here. I have to channel my thoughts in some useful way, lest all this information (<---warning to ye w/ weak stomachs: do not click) lead to suicidal ideations. Good Gawdess, we don't want that. Then I'd never be able to smell lilies of the valley again (there are some blooming just outside my door), or kiss my baby. At least not in this realm, anyway. But maybe we would meet again in the Screaming Hell of the Buddhists? Hmmm.
As far as I can tell, the whole world is going to hell--in a hand-basket, even. The human one, that is. Dolphins? You guys are A-OK. Hurry up and evolve already, and take over, for Kali's sake.
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(Bye-bye, birdie.)
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