2003-11-08

Yay. It's pouring ass out and my socks are wet.

The fabulously awesome Unrulybeast wrote a sweet review for my restaurant site. I no longer feel so alone.

Also, can I just say, I'm sad about Fancy Princess. He used to have a great blog, then cool illustrations, and now he's leaving mortally depressed messages in my guestbook. With good reason. He's a brilliant, creative computer guy with some super fucked up carpal tunnel syndrome. Not like, "Oh, I can't go to work today, I have carpal tunnel *wink*." He's got the real deal, and he had to shut down his site and stop emailing and can barely surf anymore, not to mention work. Poor guy. I love you Fancy!

And to the woman who signed my guestbook about the Syrian Canadian who the US deported to Syria to be tortured? Argh! Do you guys know about this? I heard his press conference the day he was released, and he talked about how his cell was literally like a grave, with a hole at the top that cats peed through. He talked about getting tortured and listening to other people being tortured. He said that was the worst part, hearing the others. He said in broken English, "I thought my heart would jump out of my body." I almost cried. Three countries fucked up big time on this. Yup, you Canadians aren't ALWAYS in the clear. Bush can get you too.

I can't stop eating Halloween candy.

Did you like that segue? Smooooooth.