whiski_sour: (marshmellow stupid)
I did my patriotic duty and voted today.

I voted a lot of Green Party again this year because I like any party that sounds like DRUNKHULK over on Twitter would be a member.

Hey, if the campaigns are going to boil down to nothing more than juvenile name calling, then I'm going to vote along that same eight year old mentality.

As it is, I just vote for the sticker anyway. I think next election they should hand out suckers, though. I want a better return for casting my vote. The candidates aren't doing much for me.

Let's face it. Voting for Governor in IL is just trying to pick the person who can go the longest without getting indicted.

Whoohoo! Corruption knows no political party! Fun for the whole state!
whiski_sour: (*eyeroll*)
You know what I love?

Cub fans bitching on Twitter about the Cubs sucking like this is the first year they've ever sucked. They haven't played well all year. We're now 19 games below .500. Don't take yet another loss so personally. Do what the rest of us do. Enjoy the few wins we do get, really enjoy the wins over the Cardinals, and drink. If you're a straight/bi female or a gay/bi male, then enjoy the pretty. We've got a lot of young eye candy this year. Just getting to see them makes a lot of these losses worth it.

At least in my shallow, shallow book.

You know what else I love?

Non-Cubs fans bitching about the volume of Cubs fans at Addison station outside of Wrigley. The field has been there since 1914 and it's common knowledge that the Cubs sell out or nearly sell out (the smallest crowd this year was just over 33,000) every game. LIVE SOMEWHERE ELSE. I understand Chicago's a big town. I imagine you can find somewhere else to live. And if you can't? Then I suggest you learn to live with it. Otherwise, resign yourself to a miserable existence during baseball season.

Seriously, the whiners were out in force tonight. There was hardly any funny on Twitter to the game.

Dammit, don't these people understand that they're here to entertain me?
whiski_sour: (girly)
Had to go to Bloomington today so Carrie could get an eval for social security. She also wanted to take the opportunity to use a gift card and a coupon.

I groaned, but conceeded. Carrie loves to shop and I rate it somewhere above a surprise enema. And since the whole point of going up there was her psych eval and it was going to be very trying, I figured shopping would make up for the trauma and I was willing to go along with it.

Plus, she promised me ice cream (Stone Cold Creamery...cheesecake ice cream with graham cracker crust and almonds in a waffle bowl...I'd show boobies for that).

Unfortunately, Carrie struck out on everything she was looking for in the two stores we went to, but I found cool stuff I refused to buy. Sometimes, a lot of the time, I do not spend money easily.

This may be why I don't like shopping. I don't know. I love to shop online, though. Perhaps it's the thought of putting on real pants that causes me to balk.
whiski_sour: (*cackle*)
I got an email from the classmate who is organizing the class reunion saying she's extending the RSVP date by a few days. It seems people are emailing her wanting to know who's going to be there before they decide to go. So she sent out a list of who's going, who's not going, and who might go, along with a list of people who haven't responded and the people she can't contact.

The people on the "going" list reaffirm my decision not to go. Aside from one or two people, I'm not going to be missing out on much as it stands.

Maybe the 20 year reunion. Give me a little more time to miss people. I've always been a late bloomer.

Then I read the "not going" list.

First of all, by virtue of a messed up alphabetical order, I top the list. It looks like I'm leading a rebellion or something. Secondly, half the people on the "piss off" list are the people I hung out with in high school. Oh, how I cackled.

And the no response list is the biggest of the bunch. Not that it surprises me much. We weren't that involved while we were in high school. We were notrious for being slackers and pulling it all out of our asses at the last minute. How could anyone think we'd change that much in ten years? Life doesn't mature past high school, remember? Honestly.

Biggest laugh of the day.

Except for watching the Green Hornet. After the first commercial break, I lose the plot. That show was written during cocktail hour, I swear.

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