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[Age of Wonders cereal! Dino-scrapings in every bite! "Imma poopin' ancient history!"]

Hello, PD...I'm Sister Gothique. I've been gone a while, because, as you should damn well know, I'm the Patron Saint of Poor Decision Making™. Well, I'm back in The Tucson...and you could say it's having an effect on me.

It's 4:30am (fuck off with the post time...I'm tired and slow)...and I am awake. I am awake because of a dream. It wasn't anything detailed or grand, but there was one thing that stood out:
Age of Wonders cereal! Dino-scrapings in every bite! "Imma poopin' ancient history!"

As an additive, I was also riding a pretty badass rollercoaster and cozying up to David Lee Roth...Why? Because TGRR, that's fucking why!

I can not attribute this to The Tucson alone...it's just a place, it's doesn't know any better (leave it alone!). It's the people that make this place the magnificent show of horrormirth it is; the pigeon-punchers, tape worm fetishists, the TGRR (the the?...meh)....but this one has a particular familiarity. TGRR...it's all your fault. You're a bad, horrible man.

Damn, did I miss this place.

SG: I wasn't cheering on your potential demise...I was cheering on your potential rape.
James: See...This is why I can't take you anywhere.

James: Momma's favorite color means "Stop what you're doing!".
(Sarah didn't find that nearly as amusing as I did)

[Dear Ignorant Fuckfaces, If you're going to join a debate, it may be well received when you actually pay attention to what said debate is concerning. I know it can be difficult, bothersome, or even painful, but those words actually mean something. No lie. With a little time, effort, and actual goddamn reading you may find that those little scribblies on your monitor start to create words and even sentences and that you may begin to comprehend-----Oh fuck it. It's not like you're going to read this either. You'll just skim over it like you do everything else and then morph it into an invitation to crumpets and tea or some shit with your marvelous stretch of the imagination. "Oh sure, come on over!" "Be sure to try the Kool-aid." "Faint taste of almonds? I don't know what you're referring to." And what a grand ole-fucking-time we shall have. -Love and kisses- ,SG]

Dear Ignorant Fuckfaces,
        If you're going to join a debate, it may be well received when you actually pay attention to what said debate is concerning. I know it can be difficult, bothersome, or even painful, but those words actually mean something. No lie. With a little time, effort, and actual goddamn reading you may find that those little scribblies on your monitor start to create words and even sentences and that you may begin to comprehend-----Oh fuck it. It's not like you're going to read this either. You'll just skim over it like you do everything else and then morph it into an invitation to crumpets and tea or some shit with your marvelous stretch of the imagination. "Oh sure, come on over!" "Be sure to try the Kool-aid." "Faint taste of almonds? I don't know what you're referring to." And what a grand ole-fucking-time we shall have.
       
-Love and kisses-
   ,SG


So, I'm pursuing a debate forum when I stumble upon a topic someone posted about the Australian government wanting to go from their current packaging for cigarettes (corroded innards) to a more generic-looking package to try to take away some of the "cool" factor that the current package promotes (nothing says cool like atrophying bits, right?) and wanting to talk about that in terms of taking away certain rights from the tobacco companies.

I think that's kind of interesting and start to look at some of the responses..... ......Which ALL seem to look like:

"smoking should totally be banned.its bad."

"I nO! sMokInG Is tEh #! KilLoR oF PUppIeS And rAinfOReSts AND WHALES iN teh WorLD eVAr! SrSLY! ITSA FACT!"

"My coosin Dwayne totally died from sm0oking while trying to kill fire ants with gasoline."


For fuck's sake....Is it really that hard to take the time to actually read what the topic is about? It's never-ending. *sigh*

P.S. Hi P.D. It's been too long. I'm clumsy and fell off the face of the earth once again. I should probably tell my mum I'm still alive, too, huh?

Lol, no, no excuses. We should be back within the year if all goes well. We only have a 6 month lease on this place.

Good luck with the apartment, Suu. I know it's a real pain in the ass (just moved, myself).

My thinking has led me to believe that all places are Tucson. Even here in mild Manhattan I suspect that if just enough of the pretty veneer was scraped off the reality would be exposed.

There is no safety nor security, only the ugly reality of many people in one place.

Oh, I understand that it might be "bad" there...but there can be only one Tucson. The world just couldn't handle more than one.

Tales of my return have been spoken, Rog...and I just can't resist me a prophet.

May be a tad longer than expected though if we keep hemorrhaging money. -.- Everything decided it needed to break NOW...

Things that are ruled by physics and chemistry elsewhere are handled by Gods here.  Newcomers don't believe this, at least not at first, until they witness for themselves the wrath of the Traffic God (One of the Machine God's sons), as they witness or take part in a "Tucson Moment"...A horrible pile of twisted, smoking steel that had moments before been several cars full of people happily texting while they drive.

The truth in this makes me giggle uncontrollably.

Our Gods may be stern, but they deliver.  Well, except for the Goddess of Poor Decision Making, but she has abandoned us anyway, and her temples crumble.

Hey, now! Signs of my handy work are still clearly evident. For example, someone shooting the Good Humor Man (in rather poor humor, I'd say). Who DOES that?! I've not "abandoned" you, merely spreading the bad decisions (and apparently the cold -.-).

  Makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside...might need to see a doctor about that.

Merry Christmas, PD. <3

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lkMncYn15Rg
I really need to teach the little one the various Cthulu carols.

Little Red Riding Hood-Sam The Sham & The Pharaohs

the words "too hot" and "halloween" going together boggles my mind 

I know, right? lol.....We're not even in AZ anymore....no excuse for this pleasant weather!

Squeaker wanted to go as Curious George, but it was too hot for her monkey costume. So she went as Snow White instead.

"Somebody is going to eat my pussy or I'm going to cut your fucking throat"
http://thesmokinggun.com/buster/west-virginia/woman-utters-line-never-previously-recorded-police-report

May Tucson not rain it's horrible-ness on you on this day of your births. Much luffs!