Bunch of linkies...

First off, if you want to view your comms and friends separately, this FAQ explains your options. It's probably simpler not to make new friends groups.

Here's one about the election thingy. I'm just sitting here jawdropped. However, I'd like to see this story in, um, mainstream media? Biased sources *can* be correct - but I want backup, I'm too lazy to research it myself.

We've got two articles about the Christian Left: here and here. And another one about a pastor changing his mind on the whole gay thing. Aw.

And, finally, a very scary article. Apparently, they're taking God and the Church out of the film adaption of The Golden Compass series. Think about that very carefully. Yeah. And why are they doing this? "You have to recognise that it is a challenge in the climate of Bush's America.

*sighs*

And a recount has been demanded in Ohio...

Well, this election is never going to end either!

I'm not complaining, mind.

So, I've been bored...

And I've been going through my list of running processes, looking them up on google, and turning off the nonessential ones. I like things neat, y'know? One of them was viewmgr.exe, you can all let out a heartfelt groan when I post the linkie: Clicky, clicky!

Yes, this is my fault. AOL sucks.

On the plus side, that's all I found that was really bad in any way.

*smiles happily*

Remember that soup I made? Apparently, Ana heartily reccommends it. She turned down a tangerine because my soup was "mmmmmm". *grins*

Next time, I'm going to try it with some celery and lemon juice. And less pepper, though Ana didn't seem to mind, and it cleared out her sinuses.

*frowns*

Memories are weird. Today, I'm eating Spanish Rice, when I get a memory out of nowhere.

School assemblies always started with chords on the piano. Two meant "get ready, stand up" and then a third to say "sit down". This would be followed by the introducing student. Their speeches were always the same:

Welcome students, teachers, parents. Honored guests. You're here today to see *blank* performed by *blank*. Thank you.

I never listened. I always looked at the curtains. Not the ones on stage, the ones on the windows. Those windows were high off the floor, and the curtains were so thick and heavy that they let no light in. I used to think that if I could only get up on the windowsills (which were nice and deep) I could hide from everything. The windows were high enough that nobody could see in from the outside, and nobody could see me behind the curtains, ever. It would be perfect.

Well, it made sense to me then. I always just wanted to hide away from everyone.