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You still here? Why? Are you deranged or something? Oh, wait, that's just me.

So, I've been on a spending splurge as of late. Fairly random, but feels good. I bought Margaret Cho's comedy concert on DVD (I'm the One That I Want). Very very funny. "You've got to suck cock to get that kind of muscle definition." Hillarious. You should buy it. No, really, you should. It's worth it. "When I was a little girl, I used to wish that I would always be surrounded by gorgeous men, and I am, and I should have been more specific."

We love you Margaret. ^_^

Bought the Widescreen DVD of Harry Potter. Only watched the first half hour so far, must set aside an actual viewing time to, oh, watch it. Loved it so far. Almost bought the books because of it. But I refrained. The girl is a total bitch though. Makes me all choked up, ya know? That little girl learning so early in life that she really is superior to the "boys" around her. Hey, in 10 years all those boys will be drooling on her and she'll have them wrapped around her little finger. Well, unless they're chasing Draco around, but that kid just needs to be beaten in the head a few times. I didn't think you were allowed to use that much peroxide on a kid his age. Aren't there laws against that sorta thing?

Bought Buffy season 2 on DVD. Mmm. Buffy. Mmm. Angel. Mmm. Xander in military fatigues. Mmm. Xander in military fatigues. Mmm. Xander in military fatigues. Mmm. *thwack* OW!! What'd you do that for?? Huh? Oh... sorry.... x_x (can you tell the first episode I watched on it was "Halloween"? Well, can you? Mmm...)

Bought Buffy the Vampire Slayer on DVD. No I am not repeating myself. I'm talking about the Kristy Swanson/Luke Perry/PeeWee Herman version of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Funny ass movie, pretty sad as far as the Buff is concerned, but still good as an alterna-Buffy.

Bought Rollercoaster Tycoon Gold Edition. I'm such an addict...

Bought several gay media mags. Genre, OUT, Advocate, Pride. Been feeling particularly community-ish lately. Very odd for me. OOOHH bought some porn too. ;-) Men magazine, [2], and a photography book of... er... what is his name... Tom Bianchi. There we go. I already had one of his books, so this is just a bonus. Oooh, bought some stickers too. ^_^ Bought some lil square rainbow flag stickers and a larger rainbow flag with a smiley face on it and a bear pride flag. OMG I actually bought something "bear"-ish. Heh. What else did I buy... Bought Margaret Cho's book of "I'm the One That I Want" as well. That goes with the gay stuff cuz I bought it at Common Language.

Bought The Calling's CD. Have yet to listen to it, but I bought it. I like the stuff on the radio, so why not.

Been buying lots of gaming books. Mostly Minds Eye Theatre stuff. Got all the changing breed books that are out, which covers everything but Nagah, Rokea, and Kitsune. Also bought some Vampire/general WOD books. Mafia. Why the hell did I buy that? Oh well, I bought it. Whatever. Havens of the Damned is fairly interesting looking at least. There are a couple other ones coming out that I want for various things. Vampire Victorian Age. That sounds cool. Also bought a new Lunch Money deck. That game is a riot.

Did grocery shopping. Random.

So, that's been "consumeristic JD" as of late.

I hate using sick days to take my ex in for dental work. Not cuz I don't want to take him, because that isn't an issue. It's because I hate using MY sick days to take care of HIS problems. I've taken nearly as many sick days for HIS benefit as I have cuz I've been sick myself. Annoying. Very annoying. That said, I don't mind doing it and I'm not upset with him for it. No I'm not contradicting myself here. :-p It's been nice when he could schedule things for when it's my day off anyway, but emergency dental work doesn't quite cooperate much. I suppose if I had been really irate I coulda made him wait a day. I woulda had no problem with it. But he was in a lot of pain, so I went and it was ok. Hey, got to stop at the Underworld to buy some of the above mentioned merchandise. Not a problem.

While we're on the subject of my ex... Hmm. How to begin and how to say things without really saying them. See, the thing is, I value his privacy and I don't want to go writing up the details of his sex life/relationship status, but I need to vent about it. Why? Because I don't need the details!! I sure as hell don't need to know that the person he's involved with at the moment will be coming over for a day in a month or so. Especially after he said before we even moved here that he wouldn't be bringing anyone home because he wouldn't want to make me uncomfortable. WHY DID YOU TELL ME THEN??? Hello???? I was just getting to the point where I WASN'T crying on a weekly basis thank you very much. And you really could have avoided telling me the fact that you were "settling" for me when we were together. Great, thanks for sharing. You expect me to drive your ass for a tooth extraction the next day now because why? You freak out anytime there's the possibility I might be exposed to it and then you tell me this? I understand you have some insecurities about the whole thing, and that's fine, but I CAN'T help you with it. I can't be impartial. I can't say "it's ok, everything's going to be fine". I can't give you sympathy for it. It'd be really cool if I could, but I can't, so you get to suffer with it and figure out what you want for yourself because I sure as hell can't tell you and I'm not going to baby you.

Ok, that wasn't supposed to be a rant AT him...

Magic. Let's talk about Magic. Now, I don't mean wizards with fireballs kinda Magic. I mean real Magic. I mean Wicca, spirituality, mysticism kinds of Magic. First on the subject list, rebellious teen girls and menopausal women. You know who they are, they're the people who actually bought the "Teen Witch Kit" with all the inherent cheese and stupidify factor involved. These are the people who watched Practical Magic, loved the Margarita dance, and decided to be just like the Aunts when they get old and grey. Maybe they watched the actual movie called "Teen Witch" ages ago and thought that kinda thing was the be all end all of it. Guess what, folks. Magic doesn't work that way. Practical Magic had the beliefs and strictures right to an extent, but don't count on Hollywood to give you a clue. It ain't gonna happen. Armchair Wiccan's scare me. Why? Because they have enough information to make big mistakes, but somehow lack the drive to get the rest of the information. You have to do research. Lots of it. You have to go out and meet people. Otherwise you are just being a fad-follower. And you annoy me. Eh, small disclaimer, I'm not Wiccan, folks, so save your ire for someone who really gives a shit. It's not my fault that far too many people are to stupid and lazy to actually try to find out anything about their own religion.

Organized religion scares me too. Please figure out your own relationship with God, thanks. You really don't need someone else to dictate it to you.

I want a boyfriend. I'm leery of it, because I'm like "I don't want a rebound boy!!!" but at the same time I'm like "I don't care, I want a boyfriend!!!" There are definite benefits to having one, after all, and they are definitely not lost on me. :-p There are people I'm interested in. Don't think they're interested in return, sadly. Plus, you know, there's my entire "you can't be living out of a shoebox and must have something resembling a life" requirement that may be holding me back. Ok that isn't really a bad thing though if you think about it... Of course, I'm sure anyone I dated would flip out if I started ranting about my ex, hence the entire them being a rebound boy bit, but, well, I put up with my ex ranting about someone who he was never even dating for four years, and he STILL does. I mean, I once told someone that he talks about said person nearly constantly, and he then proceeded to prove my point 15 minutes later when he picked me up from work.

Hmm. Maybe I just need to get an assortment of fuck-toys and call it good for the time being. :-p Less baggage. Ok maybe not, not really a fan of fuck toys after all. There's the entire paying them for their services afterword that just kinda kills the mood.

Of course, I could be like a drunk Margaret Cho, go to a bar, walk up to a guy and say "Um, hi, um STICK IT IN!"

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GREAT RANT POST!!