December 19, 2005

Please leave your message after the bitch.

I don't know who's responsible this time: my ISP, the browser, or the server. But whoever it is, they're being a major dick because it's like pulling teeth to get to this page. I am getting really sick of having to load the menu page 3 times just to get something besides a blank page, and the same goes for the "new entry" page I'm using here. By contrast, the edit page for LiveJournal pops up in virtually no time at all.

Therefore, if you don't see me here for a while, please look for me at my LJ. You can even comment there and everything.

It is -10 degrees outside and my furnace has died. I am having neither a warm nor a happy holiday. In fact, I may leave it dead for a while and just buy some space heaters, since the heater I have now heats a whole room and only costs $5-10 a month to run. Three new space heaters plus the stove could do nearly as much as the furnace for half the operating cost. Isn't that fucking sad?

Anyway, like I said, if I'm not here, I'll be there.



Posted by Frida Peeple at 05:35 AM

December 04, 2005

What she said [and drew]!

Lilliane, Bi-Dyke deals with being poor at Christmas. I started Christmas shopping in July this year, and I was lucky enough to have room in the budget for presents, but I've had years like the ones in that strip. Bah humbug. People don't believe you when you talk about how stressful and degrading it is to be poor in a rich country. Not until they go through it themselves.

Excellent strip. Take the day off and read it all. [Some strips contain nudity. That's not a problem, though, because you're being good for Santa and not reading comics at work anyway. RIGHT?!? Right. Go read it.]

same bitch time, same bitch channel...

Posted by Frida Peeple at 04:10 AM

December 02, 2005

Thrombosis, anyone?

The street construction is over with, but its effects linger on. The most wonderful of these is that the building I live in has been shaken to bits, allowing even more of the carcinogenic, carbon-monoxide-laden cigarette smoke from the bar next door to filter up into my apartment than before. I'm guessing that this has also been helped along by the passage of bar/restaurant smoking bans in some of the larger cities in the area. So the people that like to smoke a pack or two with their shitty bar burgers and their watered-down drinks are being driven out of those cities and back into the small hometown bars like the one right next to my apartment.

I wouldn't worry about this except for two things:

1. I'm on Depo, and tobacco smoke + Depo = blood clots, strokes, heart attacks, and pulmonary embolisms.

2. I have a permanent sinus headache and earache now, plus constant drainage, which probably means I have a sinus infection.

If I ever again in my life hear somebody say, "Well, if you don't like the smoke, stay home," they will end up in pieces at the bottom of the lake, and I will laugh all the way to the maximum-security facility that I'll be housed in [since MN doesn't have capital punishment].

So to all you people who are whining about smokers' rights:


If Merck can have their ass sued completely off--and successfully--because something like .05 people or whatever out of a thousand got a heart attack from Vioxx [fuck that, I'm not looking up the exact number], then I jolly well have a right to ask for protection from other people and their smoking, which they chose to start doing in the first place.

If it was hash brownies, or freebasing, or alcohol, or ANYTHING THAT DIDN'T TRAVEL THROUGH THE AIR, I wouldn't care. Kill yourself all you want, it's your life. Hell, you might end up like Keith Richards and be able to pump a whole Walgreens into your veins every day for ten years, and the worst effect you'll have out of it is you'll look like a mummy when you're 60. That's your risk to take. When you make it MY risk, and when you make it MY doctor bills because of sinus and throat infections,* and when you add to the risk I'm already having to take because of medications that I need to be on, that's where I draw the line. Does other people's health just not mean anything to you? Do their lives just not mean anything to you?

Now if you'll excuse me, I have quizzes to take for school before midnight. I turned up the HEPA filter and I'm gonna go take some Advil and some garlic and try to keep my sinuses in check without having to go to the doctor.

same bitch time, same bitch channel...
*And don't forget the yeast infections that you have to fight off as a result of the antibiotics that the doctor gave you for the sinus infection--which will come back anyway because people are still smoking.

Posted by Frida Peeple at 10:37 PM