The Slut Factory Convenes at UW

From my cluttered mind comes these random thoughts:

I heart this Duffy song and this choreographed dance c/o the Kaiser Chiefs. I've been humming both songs all day, much to the chagrin of the people around me. Namely the Esq, and the women trapped in the same bathroom as me on The Ave. Sorry, but I require entertainment while I'm in the loo.

I'm not a big fan of sororities, and not just because they're founded on antiquated, exclusionary, good ol' boy principles; I also hate the slutty beasts who belong to them. I'm sure there are plenty of nice girls who belong to sororities, but most of them took part in the campus-wide Slut-O-Ween Ball at the University of Washington last night, and those girls did not look nice. They looked like a bunch of underage white girls who had been sold into slavery, forced to put on ill-fitting lingerie, and made to walk the streets of Seattle in their mommy's big-girl heels. It was so. fucking. gross. Honorable mention goes to the drunk girls who ran their Jeep into a row of parked cars on our street. CLASSIC.

I'm excited for the Halloween party we're going to tonight; I'm starting the cupcake-making process in about 15 minutes. They will be made of the awesome. I'm also psyched for the South Park Trivia Night, which is tomorrow night at Neptune Coffee. Five bucks, methinks, and the proceeds go to my favorite place, 826Seattle. I'm taking the munchkin with me--I hope you South Park fans can make it!

It's weird, because I feel like I should be dressed up like Moses in order to convey my Atheism costume, and that's just stupid. But I am going to take my favorite book, Letters from the Earth. You can't embody Atheism without Mark Twain.

Wherefore art thou, camera battery?

I really enjoyed this political post written by Bennanerammadingdong; I wish I could write more like him, actually. I've got the age, but not the wisdom, SIGH SIGH SIGH.

Um, I just got a voicemail from Michelle Obama reminding me to vote. That was nice of her. I haven't actually sent my ballot in yet (although I saw where the nearest drop box was today), because I'm still researching the judges. If you don't think judges matter or affect you, then don't ever get in trouble with the law or worry about the crimes going on around you: judges in your state decide DAILY what happens to the criminals in your area, and what might happen to you if--God forbid--you did something totally stupid (something this writer is all-too familiar with). Also, for you bleeding heart Washington-staters who haven't voted yet: PICK THE REPUBLICAN FOR LIEUTENANT GOVERNOR. She's pro-choice, pro-medical maryjane, pro-'the gays', pro-everything-I'm-pro, and is campaigning on statewide volunteerism; the other guy wants to keep traveling around the schools, with his fake rock band, to sing an anti-drug message that kids could read on the side of a bus in 3.5 seconds. I hated those mandatory shows--the people performing were always out of touch, and would say 'TOTALLY RADICAL DUDE' with a straight face.

Something in my house smells like cheese that is clinging to desperation. Desperation cheese. It's bugging me.

I have the kiddo this weekend, so I will post sporadically. ALSO: a very happy birthday to my King Cousin, Brockoli! Once I get to a working scanner, I'll upload the birthday card I made for him--it's pretty epic. XO!

Stay safe and Happy Halloween!

[RADWORDS]: ROCK BAND, HALLOWEEN, SORORITIES, SLUTTY, ATHEISM.