Please tell me something nice in the world, here or on e-mail. My back has gone totally nuts. I swear C.J. was not beating me with a stick this afternoon, nor Mark or Timprov this evening now that I'm home, but that's about what it feels like. Beaten with a stick, vertebrae knocked out of kilter. No particular reason for it that I can see. So tell me something that's good in the world you live in. Please? Extra points if it's also the world I live in.
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Date: 2004-04-28 05:38 pm (UTC)Tomorrow is Thursday and the next day is Friday and then it's the weekend.
Some people are in Iraq. We're not.
American Idol is on tonight. This season of American Idol is almost over.
Women are allowed to learn to read here. We can also get jobs. We don't have to marry who our parents tell us to.
Within a 1/2 hour drive there is a McDonalds. There is also a Pizza Hut, a Burger King, and probably an Olive Garden too. If there is not Olive Garden, there is an extra McDonalds, or a suitable alternative. If we are extra lucky, the Pizza Hut has an all-you-can-eat lunch buffet.
We can get antibiotics if we need them. We can get our children immunized from things like Polio, Rubella, and Diptheria.
It is spring, and the tulips are coming up.
We are knowledgable about AIDS, we have the means to protect ourselves, even if some of us are too stupid to use that knowledge.
Soon it will be summer, and we can go on picnics, and watch the butterflies float over the flowers, and pick the ants off our tuna-salad sandwiches.
We will wake up tomorrow and no one will need to change our adult-sized diapers. We are afforded the dignity of wiping our own asses.
How's that?
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Date: 2004-04-30 04:49 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-04-30 01:29 pm (UTC)