I love people who try to speak another language, and I'm always impressed by people who try to speak in a language not their native one. It's challenging and can be overwhelming. There is an odd sort of poetry to the mistakes they make, better than some things I could write.

"Give everyone my miss."
"He didn't seem to give an ounce of care."

"HAPPY ANNIVERSARY: The police in Fort Worth, Texas, marked the 40th anniversary of the Stonewall rebellion—three nights of rioting sparked by a “routine” police raid on a gay bar in New York City—by raiding a gay bar called the Rainbow Lounge. One of the men arrested, Chad Gibson, was so brutally assaulted by the police that, as of this writing, he remains hospitalized with a life-threatening brain injury.

Police Chief Jeff Halstead claims that the men at the Rainbow Lounge made lewd advances toward his officers and specifically accused Gibson, a slight 26-year-old, of groping one of his cops. This preposterous claim is contradicted by eyewitness accounts and photographic evidence.

We can’t let the police in Fort Worth use the Gay Panic Defense (“That fag touched me, so of course I beat him nearly to death!”) to excuse this brutal violation of the civil rights of Fort Worth’s gay community. If you’re on Facebook, please show your support by joining the Rainbow Lounge Raid group (tinyurl.com/lavecu). And please e-mail or call the mayor of Fort Worth—Mike Moncrief, 817-392-6118, mike.moncrief@fortworthgov.org—and demand a full investigation into the raid on the Rainbow Lounge and that charges be brought against the officers who assaulted Chad Gibson."

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So I haven't been sleeping recently, partially because of the scariest episode of Doctor Who ever and partially because THE BONES IN MY FACE HURT! Ow God damn it, ow.
So I haven't really been awake enough to do much. Including buy birthday presents for Becca/Abbie/My Dad. And now I'm not allowed to sleep over at Becca's party. D: Poo. Buuuut maybe I'll be able to convince my parents, maybe. I'm feeling better now because I got my stitches out (plural, one on each side) and they cleaned out THE HOLES IN MY MOUTH.

Clothes, hopefully.

Mr. Poranski: Do you know anything about the driving laws in Texas? Number one-
Spencer: No throwing mashed potatoes?
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So I was going to tell you all about getting my wisdom teeth out, because it sucked, but instead I'll just sum it up. Anesthesia makes me nauseous. The pain pills are really strong and make me kind of dizzy. I can't stand up right now without falling over. My dad made me a smoothie and it's really good but if I have more than a sip at a time I throw up. I keep falling asleep randomly without even noticing it, and when I wake up my mouth is full of blood and my ice has melted.

Jimmy: Is pancakes a feeling? A feeling of being warm and fuzzy on the inside and "why is this boy pouring sticky stuff all over me?" on the outside?
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Long day today. I went to my old doctor's office in Topsfield to get my medical records sent to the place in Beverly I've been going for years. When we switched my parent's records and my brother's records got to the new place but mine never showed up. I asked them to send them again, they said they'd already sent them.
Buuuut I eventually got them to fax them. Then I drove to the Beverly place so I could drop off my forms for MHC.
Then I went to the historical society and they gave me an awesome tour and that was awesome! They have so much cool stuff. ^.^ I'll email them and let them know what my schedule's looking like (still waiting for a reply from those soup kitchens!) and go in, probably on Saturdays.

Obviously not this Saturday, though, because I'm getting my wisdom teeth out. Aaah!

Sam's back from camp! He had so much fun! He made FRIENDS! YAAAAAAY!

So I got a call on Saturday from Lauren, telling me that Abbie was having her birthday party. Unexpected party was unexpected! So I went and had fun and got 2 hours of sleep during the movie and it was fun and we had breakfast at four in the morning and yay! So then I went home and crashed on my couch and went to bed around eight and woke up at six thirty so we could go to the pancake house at seven thirty and have breakfast before Sam went on the bus to Aspie Camp. Unexpected pancakes are unexpected! So that was yummy. Then when I came home my dad went to work and my mom went to school and I was all alone, until my grandmother called. She wanted to know how Sam was and I said good, and then she wanted to take me to get a pedicure and so I did and now my toes are pink. Unexpected pedicure is unexpected!

Bird.

I've seen my dog look guilty for stealing your pizza, so yes. I don't know about cats, but dogs can definitely feel regretful.

THAI FOOOOOOOD!

When you go in to work every day, dreading what you're doing. Something you don't enjoy or even that you hate. Anything that makes you miserable. It's different for each person, and of course people take jobs they don't like all the time, it all depends on the money, doesn't it?

Personally, I'd never work in any restaurant where I'd have to make meat, or any fast food place. I might consider waitressing in somewhere that served it, but not anywhere like "Big Bob's Grill" or "The Seafood Place." Actually, the smell of seafood makes me nauseous, so nothing that involves fishies.

Go somewhere I've never been before, hang out with friends, do something worth while, volunteer, learn something new (a language), write, write, write... Summer's the time of year when you get to explore, experiment, learn. Do what you choose and better yourself, while you're not trapped in a classroom.

Hang out with friends, eat good, filling, vegetarian meals, get enough sleep, try something new, maybe speak a little Spanish, volunteer for something I believe in, write something...

Believing that good things would happen to good people, that anything was possible if you tried hard enough.

Take long showers/baths, use plastic water bottles, drive a car when I could walk/bike...

So the Mass Equality people never called me back. I didn't end up doing anything for them at all. So that was disappointing. But I have a visit scheduled with the Beverly Historical Society next Tuesday to see what kinds of volunteer opportunities they have. I just have to work on not getting lost! But I think it'll be great to go in and either give tours or help people with research.