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In memory of those who have served  in uniform ...

I am not among the numbers of Americans who

are calling for our troops in Iraq to be brought home. 

Rather, I call for a clear, definitive set of military objectives

that all may know what we seek to accomplish there.

I urge the press to not just seek the sensational,

but to see and write what they personally experience.

I encourage each adult to participate in the political process

and teach your children citizenship -

the responsibility of living in a great nation.

 

We must remember, too,

that those who wear the uniform

SERVE ... It is service.

It is a choice we / they make

Risks understood.

All I can say, is

THANK YOU!

 

~ B

 

Would I be a good blonde?

Or should I stay brunette?

 

Sorry about it being the same exact face, I'm too lazy to upload another picture.

 

Suggested tags are back!  I've been having a streeessssfuulll couple days, but today I'm going to spend time with Matt, something we haven't done in a few days now.  I applied at the Jack in the Box where he works, and I've been thinking about clean things I could do.  Like cleaning the bathrooms, or the floors, or the tables, or the sinks, et cetera.  I know that sounds dirty, but really, after I was done with it, it would be sparkly.  I am the wonderwoman of bleach.  I could also wear a bandana (bandanna?) over my face, like a mask.  And I could put my hair in braids.  And then I wouldn't have to wear a hat.  I really wouldn't mind doing that at all.  I would feel housewifey, I think.

 

At the greyhound station, they had little seats where you could buy fifteen minutes of black and white, bad reception TV with a quarter.  The best channel was the baby Clifford show, so my dad got up and sat somewhere else.  The bus ended up being two hours late, but I got to read a lot of my book, Fast Food Nation.  It's really interesting, especially the flavor parts.  I can't wait to read how gross the meat is.  I'll never eat fast food again!  I stopped eating chicken nuggets after watching Supersize Me because I couldn't stand not knowing if feet were in my food.

There is a party at my neighbors house with a DJ and lound noises. It 10:35PM and I am having trouble doing my homework because they will not shut up. I can't complain though, because I, myself had a party and none of my neighbors called the police on me. ITs one night and it will be over tomorrow. In other news, i feel horrible for my friend right now. He has had a hard year with many people in his life dying. In October, 3 weeks ago.. Now his friend from when he was little died. IT kills me to see him upset. There is nothing that I can say to make him feel better because there is nothing that is going to make him feel better. I'm not one of those people who worries about saying the wrong thing, I just worry that I am not supportive enough. I don't mention it unless he wants to, but i don't want him to percieve that as me not caring. I think i really suck as a friend sometimes. *** The fight with the friend is sort of at a stand still we talked, i responded. She brings up a good point about how she would need to change herself to resolve the problem. I don't know anymore. thats all i keep saying at this point. Maybe its passive. I just feel like i was trying to be open with her and there is no SOLUTION.