So. Torture is now legal, or damnably close. Same diff, at this point.

We, uh, do know that torture doesn't reveal truth, right? If you do Bad Things to someone, yes, of course they're going to admit to being a terrorist (or whatevr it is you're looking for), just to get you to stop!

You know...I get the sudden sense that I might want to start looking at colleges overseas as well when I start the college search. I...try to ignore politics most of the time. I'm not at all political, exempting the whole gay rights thing, which I tend to be somewhat...intense...about. But this...scares me.

Why won't someone just give him a blowjob and get him impeached already...

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Janny, I'd just like to send a THANK YOU for making me the nice warm cloak out at Balticon. It was...less then completely useful there, but as the weather is turning and it's period enough that I can wear it to faire. So yayforthat. Though I still need to actually sew it up, instead of leaving it ductaped...>.> <.<

Did I mention last post that I got to remeet the terribly charming catboy who I befriended at Balticon? I think I did. Did I mention that I'm working five out of the six days left? Yes? Crud. I have no news.

*looks over to the other room*

Alright, now I have news. Namely, I'ma gonna be a moron, come that last weekend of Faire. This is gonna rock.

And yes. There isn't really much life left to talk about. I do have two quotes for you.

Katie: "Well, if you do an eagle project, just don't use any mulch. Like, 98% of the eagle projects I've dealt with have had to do with fucking mulch."
Me: "Katie, I know that you meant that in the adjective sense, but my brain just turned it into a verb, and oh that hurts my mind..."

and

"You have the holy grail in your pants?!"
Aly, to Nik.

See yas!

~Sor
MOOP!