Taking A Page Out of Chez Mis's Book
The darling, delightful Grrl today posted a list of things she is angry about. So, because I admire her blogging above all else, I've decided to do the same.
1. Funding inequities. Close your ears, Bush-dudes, because I'm pissed about it. Sorry. It just maddens me that we can spend 400 billion dollars on this war, 50 billion a year on the war on drugs, 185 billion to clean up Florida in an election year, and have not immediately commited even a tenth of the Iraq War budget to help the millions of people devastated by the tsunamis. 40 billion, right off the bat. Is that too much to ask? And don't give me any of this, 35 million is only the beginning crap. Spain, a county with significantly fewer resources than us, already pledged 68 million. We are the only superpower around. We should be in front of all others in funding the clean up and providing for the multitudes. If our priorities were more obviously altruistic we would find ourselves less loathed in the world.
2. Pharmaceutical Companies. Why can't they invent a mood stabilizer that doesn't make you both fat and stupid? I'm actually not so much mad at them as I am at the body chemistry that makes me need a mood stabilizer in the first place. Don't get me wrong, I actually think there is a certain benefit to having bipolar disorder. Hell, I wrote three novels in the past year. Try doing that without hypomania. Still, I'm dragging around at least ten extra pounds that I lay squarely at the feet of my drugs.
3. Winter vacation. God I hate school vacations. They are the worst time of year. If I have to scream, "So go read a book" one more time, I'm going to go drown myself in a bathtub. They've gone to the science museum, they've gone to the Exploratorium, they've seen every remotely appropriate movie, they've had playdates. It's pouring rain, there's nothing left for them to do, and I've reached not only the end of my rope, but the end of every ball of string, twine and thread in the house.
4. Bjartur of Summerhouses. They're just sheep, for Christ's sake!