I feel as bad for yesterday’s shooter as I do for the victims and their families. I think it’s a failure on everybody when something like this happens. He obviously felt he had no other option and that breaks my heart. I am in no way excusing his actions, I just think that instead of blaming video games and song lyrics, people should look around their own communities and reach out to kids who are obviously hurting.
Nothing will ever change if you don’t address the root of the problem. Kids don’t just wake up one morning and decide to do something as drastic as shooting up their high school cafeterias. Something bad happened to this boy that either went unnoticed or was ignored and because of that his future is gone, as well as the futures of those poor kids who were killed.
The most sickening thing was seeing this story sandwiched between speculation on whether Natalie Portman is married or not and the “breaking news” of Uma Thurman’s third pregnancy. It’s very clear where our society has placed its priorities, and it’s not on these children.
We went to Lowe’s and picked out paint samples today. I haven’t been this happy in a long time. Lame, but it is what it is. We picked out bright white for the living room/dining area with one small wall painted black. A soft, but still bright yellow for the kitchen. Pale blue for Mabel’s room, and a super light silver grey for ours.
Best part is the landlord said she’d pay for the paint as long as we did the actual painting.
There’s a picture of Mabel dressed up as Batman Princess that people keep reblogging and it makes my dash all wonky and it’s semi irritating blah blah blah.
Anyway. Someone rebloged it today and added:
YO THAT’S SOME WHITE PRIVILEGE RIGHT THERE LIKE SHE CAN JUST ASK AND GET WHATEVER SHE WANTS SHE DON’T EVEN CHECK HER PRIVILEGE DON’T HER PARENTS KNOW HOW TERRIBLE THEY’RE BEING AND THE RACIST IMPLICATIONS BEHIND BATMAN PRINCESS!?
We signed a lease today for a house in Little Rock. It’s a few houses down from my best friend Katie, which means Mabel will be a few houses down from her most favorite human, Greta Sunshine.
I. Am. So. Fucking. Excited.
I can’t wait to get out of this backwoods town and this brown apartment.
Our new house has giant windows and tons of natural light and a fenced in backyard for Dolly and a skylight in the kitchen and we can paint it any color we want and I just can’t wait for the end of March.
I meet with a lawyer next Tuesday even though everyone I know in the legal community says I won’t need one because the judge will surely throw the case out. But what if the judge is a bigger idiot than the dumbass who arrested me? I really don’t want to go through life with a theft of property charge over a goddamned pen. I just can’t wait to get this shit sorted out.