I am the world's first straight girl, gay-guy -not-in-a-sexual-way-cause-that'd-be-way-gross groupie
I hate that people have the power to disapoint. I hate that everyone, in some fashion or form is a hypocrite, and that I'm probably the biggest one of all for saying that. I hate that I'm self-riteous, and most of all I hate that as a human being, I have the power to judge others for judging. I hate that that's such a screaming neon-lighted show of hypocriosy. I hate that this rant has nothing to do with either the topic of the title, or my project. I hate that it's 4 a.m and I've just been up most of the night on a project I realize now has a fatal mathematical flaw, and that I don't have the energy to stay up and fix it cause I spent 8.5 (8.5!) hours in a sweltering church basement yesterday volunteering for the library book sale. I hate that it's my fault for not doing it earlier. But the one thing that I don't hate about this weekend is the fact that I nagged my dad into getting the openly gay bishop of New Hampshire (Gene Robinson)'s autograph when he went to Jenny's corronation. Cause that's just freakin' cool.
Peace and love, my fellow LJ-ers.