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| 05:53pm 13/12/2004 | |||
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watch your drinks, ladies. A woman at a nightclub on Saturday night was taken by 5 men, who, according to hospital and police reports, gang raped her before dumping her. Unable to remember the events of the evening, tests later confirmed the repeat rapes along with traces of Rohypnol ( a "roofie") in her blood and Progesterex, essentially a small sterilization pill. The drug is now being used by rapists at parties to rape and sterilize their victims. Progesterex is available to vets to sterilize large animals. Progesterex is being used together with Rohypnol, the date rape drug. As with Rohypnol, all they have to do is drop it into the girl's drink. The girl can't remember a thing the next morning of all that had taken place the night before. Progesterex, which dissolves in drinks just as easily, is such that the victim doesn't get pregnant; she won't conceive from the rape and the rapist needn't worry about having a paternity test identifying him months later. The drug's effects are not temporary - They are permanent. Progesterex was designed to sterilize horses.Any female who takes it will never be able to have children. ever. People can get this drug from anyone who is in the vet school or any university. It's that easy, and Progesterex is about to break out big on campuses everywhere. Believe it or not, there are even sites on the Internet telling people how to use it. Be careful when you're out and don't leave your drink unattended. |
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| my voice: | |||
| 05:23pm 13/12/2004 | |||
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so you see my new, somewhat offensive to some of you, icon. it basically sums up my voice in the pro choice arguement. here is why: 1. the angry and aggressive way that pro lifer's campaign is both irritating and offensive. it ultimatly drives people away from their point of veiw, making them angry and not very influencable. also, when someone is feeling vulnerable, say if they just found out they were pregnant, attacking them for their choice is not going to help your case any. compassionate counseling is not used as an approach nearly enough. i know that if i ever had an unplanned preganancy and went into a clinic, if someone threw some graphic pamphlets in my face, i would be horrified-at that person. if someone approached me and said, "look, i know that you might be considering this option, but there is an alternative. can i speak to you about it?" i would agree to speak to them. you may get attention by pipebombing clinics, but you dont gain support. and besides, your graphic, large signs block the intersection, causing a traffic hazard. try offering child care to new mothers, finacial aid, and support groups. i have never heard of any of these things being offered.and if they are, i'm sure they are not nearly enough. [if anyone knows of programs like this, please inform me of them, because if that is the case, i am not fully informed.] instead, women with preteen pregnancies usually get sucked into the bottomless pit that is our countries welfare system. in reality, the system is nearly impossible to live on. but i'll discuss welfare another day. bottom line-if you can't trust them with a choice, you would trust them with a child? yeah....weird. 2. most pro life lobbyists in washington are men. none of them will ever be pregnant. 3. if you wouldnt adopt a child at this point in your life, you cannot expect someone else to have one. period. it's hypocritical. whether you cannot afford it, dont want to end up on welfare, are a full time student and would have to drop out, all of these reasons dont matter. if you expect something of someone that you would not do, then shut up. you have not been there. this is the equivalent of telling someone that is going to commit suicide they are both a murderer, and stupid and silly. you have not been there. do not judge. of course, there are exceptions, i realize this. and i commend those people who are. those who are pro life, and stood by their morals, when they were tested. however, the majority is a little different. i highly suspect, if you found out you were pregnant, right now, your response might surprise you. and dont give me the arguement of "they decided to have sex, they took the risk." like there have not been accidental pregnancies before. and if the girl has gone through an abstinence only program, [proven innefective] it's all not entirely her fault,really, for not teaching her about safe sex. an ounce of prevention is a pound of cure, basically. compromise your values a little and inform your teenage daughter about safe sex, or most likely you'll be a grandparent early. this is not meant as an attack on pro lifers. they have their veiws and i have mine, and i respect that. the arguements for and against abortion are both complex and stratified. both sides and good points and weak points. i am noting this. however, i stand firmly on one side of the fence. honestly, what did you expect from a soul eating, baby killing liberal like myself? |
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| this week's police report gem: | |||
| 08:58am 09/12/2004 | |||
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three men comandeered a man's 1999 pontiac at gunpoint. later proved unfounded, man had lent his car to drug dealer for crack cocaine. and to think, loveland won ohio's "dream town" competition. that's some irony, right there. |
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| the long drive to school. | ||||
| 08:33am 06/12/2004 | ||||
C: "what does that sign say?" L: "it says 'exit now'". C: "it does not. it says 'new'." L: "uh-huh, okay, whatever." C: "i know how to spell every word in the entire universe." L: "well then, can you spell...'democracy'? C: "um...what does that mean? tell me what it means first, and then i'll spell it." L: "cameron, we both know you can't spell 'democracy'. C: "well..i can spell cat... and butt. you're a catbutt!" L: sigh. why does this conversation remind me of President Bush? |
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tired| 04:52pm 05/12/2004 | |||
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people are really starting to irritate me. angry, impatient customers irritate me. my friends who dont call me when they say they will irritate me. and thats just about every one of them. i understand they all have busy lives, but i usually wait about two weeks after you say you will call me to give you another shot. then i get irritated. the holdiay season irritates me. mostly, however, i am irritated that my car is making s strange noise, the mechanics said it was fixrd, but it's not. and because customers suck. |
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| the new look. | |||
| 09:54pm 01/12/2004 | |||
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i used my friend craig's credit card, and now i have a paid account. however, i am so computer stupid that i cannot even create my own style. a little help, anyone? please? i am looking forward to making a phone post... of course, there are no numbers for ohio. |
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| 09:53pm 01/12/2004 | |||
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Poll #395527 Laura's Journal Facelift Open to: All, results viewable to: All what do you think of laura's new background? do you like the new icon? what about the others i downloaded? will anyone help me create a style? oh, it's so exciting. |
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| 12:28pm 30/11/2004 | |||
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i do not like this time of year, mostly because i do not like you. but i have to buy something for your sorry ass, spend time and money, aggravation and gas to get you something that you will most likely give to someone else. i think this year, you'll have to get gifts for yourself. because i certainly wont. |
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| crunch time. | |||
| 12:23pm 30/11/2004 | |||
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every winter, regardless of whether i like it or not, cynisism settles itself around my shoulders along with my scarves. it could be the fact that it's cold and disgusting, or it could be the fact that winter makes me cranky. or, it could just be....... tis the season wake up and... shop! drop those dollars it's not so bad to boost the economy by buying useless commodities we dont need. tis the season to buy presents raid the mall and visit the parents. be ready to kill for your parking space, bitches. and somehow this makes me irritable. i do not know why. perhaps because i work retail now. |
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| 12:08pm 22/11/2004 | |||
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i was taping an interveiw for a project and i pressed play on the tape, and there were two songs that were written during a "band" practice. the tape is really funny. it has alicia and sean in it, and it made me laugh so hard this morning. we were so very strange. |
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| 10:19am 16/11/2004 | |||
| i am now the "customer service co-ordinator" at T.J. Maxx. i have yet to coordinate anything, yesterday i worked the cash register for three hours. it is not hard. if one can drive a roller coaster, one can certainly operate a cash register. it's going to be hell over the holidays. luckily, i am very good at dealing with angry, impatient people. | |||
| 07:14pm 04/11/2004 | |||
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oh, yay. despite some misinformation from a fellow voter earlier on, i got an e-mail from citizens to restore fairness yesterday, and article 12 has been repealed. i am so happy that everyone's hard work paid off. other than that.... oh, america, what have you done? |
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| 08:38am 03/11/2004 | |||
| today is not a good day. i think i will spend it in my nice,warm bed. | |||
| nintendo's respectful reply: | |||
| 09:40am 30/10/2004 | |||
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From : Nintendo <nintendo@noa.nintendo.com> Sent : Friday, October 29, 2004 2:58 AM To : dyingtobekilled@hotmail.com Subject : Re : Webform: Nintendo DS > None Selected Go to previous message | Go to next message | Delete | Inbox Dear Ms. Turner, Thank you for contacting Nintendo regarding the Nintendo DS commercial. We appreciate the opportunity to respond to your e-mail. We were sorry to hear the Nintendo DS commercial disappointed you. Please know that it was certainly not our intention to portray women in a derogatory manner or to compare women to the Nintendo DS. In addition, the ads you saw are shown during shows which are geared toward an older demographic. Our ad campaign is based around a truth in life; the truth that from the very beginning we are told not to touch. Don't touch that lamp, stop touching your sister and don't touch anything in this store. The new Nintendo DS changes those rules. "Touching is Good" is a line that represents how DS will change the way you play games. It refers to the physical touching of the screen and to how you can connect with others through chat and wireless gaming and to the increased control/connection you will have with the games. Our intent was to create an intriguing commercial that causes fans to really think about our invitation to touch Nintendo DS. With most products, seeing is believing. However, with the touch screen feature of the Nintendo DS, "seeing and feeling" is believing. We have forwarded your feedback about our advertising to the appropriate departments within Nintendo for further review. We will take your comments into account when planning our future campaigns. Sincerely, Nintendo of America Inc. Christie Hamilton well, at least they e-mailed me back. |
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| i wrote this letter to nintendo today: | ||||
| 12:09pm 27/10/2004 | ||||
As a long time fan of Nintendo, (I play often, and my younger brother even more so.) I was dissapointed when I heard about your company's new advertising scheme for Nintendo DS. I believe it involves a sultry woman's voice stating "touching is good." We both know it is comparing the woman to a handheld game, and I'm sure you know how this will effect societies veiw on woman as a whole. of course, who can blame you. society has taught us it is okay to objectify women in this sense. However, I had hoped better of your company. I, being a woman, was incredibly offended by this message. As marketers, you know that your advertisements are seen by a wide age group, not just your said "older target audience". Also, I am concerned that this advertisement will effect younger children negatively, by implying that it's okay to touch in a sexual sense.(I am by no means against touching, but younger children should not have this message in their faces. even adolescents are getting the wrong message here.) using a woman's voice and sexual innuendo is bad enough, but I wish you had found a marketing scheme that doesn't objectify women in this manner. I had never thought that your company would dissapoint me in this way, and I am sorry to say I will no longer enjoy playing Nintendo, and will cease buying the games for my brother. But, as one of your supporters for many years, i ask that you please choose wisely the stations and times in which you advertise, as to minimilize the effect your sexual ad, which is indirectly comparing women to games, saying it's "good to touch them" plays. Thank you for your time, Laura Turner i think those women's studies classes are seeping in and taking effect. |
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irritated| a bit disgusted with humanity. | |||
| 08:55am 19/10/2004 | |||
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todays complaints:
"Save Civil Rights and Marriage!Vote no on issue three!" This is particuarly irritating to me, because anyone who has read the fine print about "issue three" knows that it has nothing to do with marriage. To elaborate, issue 3 is actually the a vote to repeal a longstanding article in cincinnati. This article is article 12. to summarize, article 12 gives employers, landlords, restaraunt owners, and just about anyone else the right to refuse service, employment, or housing to someone, just based on whether they are gay, bi-sexual, or transgender. It has nothing to do with marriage. However, it has everything to do with equal rights. If it wasn't okay for us to discriminate this way about african americans, how can we do this on the basis of sexual preference? I veiw those signs as sneaky and underhanded. for more information on article 12, go here: www.citizenstorestorefairnes.org
2. As I was walking out of Bruegger's bagels this morning, I noticed something missing on the back of my car. I had recently purchased a "Support Our Troops" ribbon magnet thingy, because several people I know, and many of my friends, are serving in the militiary, over in Iraq. I noticed, to my dismay, that someone had taken it. I am disgusted. Even in my adolescent phase of "stealing" things, they were always paper signs, nothing anyone would miss. I just can't believe U.C. people sometimes. They've already put scratches on the side of my car because of their inablity to park, and now they have to take my stuff. I wish I could find that peson, and then I would promptly bash their head in with a large, blunt object.
people suck. |
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| 07:35pm 18/10/2004 | |||
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Dear President Bush: In your last debate, I noticed you stated that you "Were not going to get a flu shot this year." May I advise you to go one step further, Mr. President. Please, stand out in the rain. Go outside without a jacket. Let yourself be coughed upon by countless influenza victims.(many of whom unable to afford treatment because they have no health insurance.) And then, kindly get sick, waste away, and die. thankyou. laura. |
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| ugh-o. | |||
| 07:31pm 18/10/2004 | |||
| it is supposed to rain like this all week. by "like this" i mean all day, heavily. it is turning most of the campus into a mushy mudfeild, and all the people with umbrellas keep hitting me in the sides of the head with those sharp metal points on the outside of them. for this reason, i am developing an unmistakable and instense fear of umbrellas. much like the fear i had of people stepping on my toes. skipped women's studies today. hung out with my friends, evan, harry, dan and doug, and spent a good hour throwing french fries at their open mouths. it was a bit like feeding time a sea world. | |||
| the overenthusiastic fire dept. | ||||
| 06:46pm 12/10/2004 | ||||
i began heating the oil. wanting the oil to get hot fast enough, i put the dial on HIGH. after about fifteen minutes, i checked on the oil. it was "steaming". so i plopped some dough in it. the dough promptly began to burn. oops. i guess the oil wasn't steaming, it was smoking. "well, caleb." i said sadly. "i dont think we can make any do-" WHOOM! the entire pot of oil went up in flames. we looked at it for a minute. caleb got some water. "No!" i said, "water wont help an oil fire." i asked him if he had any baking soda. he said no. it was so hot we couldnt get close enough to put a lid on the pan, like you are supposed to. the apartment began to fill with thick, black smoke. the flames lept higher. "um...." caleb said, slightly panicked. "how do we get this out?!" "i dont know!" i coughed. "we need a fire extinguisher." of course, we didnt have one of those either. "call the fire department, and get them to send us one." i said from the floor, avoiding the smoke. "whats the number?" caleb asked. at this point, i looked at him like you would look at a small, stupid rodent. "um, 911. i said. "oh, right." so we call the fire department, emphasizing that its only a small pot of oil on fire, and we just need a fire extinguisher, as quickly as possible. "okay." they said. They sent two fire trucks. we heard them coming down the street, sirens on. "no way." i said. but sure enough they pulled up outside the complex. one of the fire fighters came tearing up the stairs. in his flame -retardant gear he got close enough to put a lid on it and then he threw it out the window. while he was doing that, a second fire fighter came up the stairs, unraveling the fire hose behind him. firefighter number one came out of the apartment and said to number two "dude, we dont need the hose." "oh." said number two. "okay." he both sounded and looked incredibly dissapointed. they brought in a fan and blew out all the smoke. eventually, they left. it was about time for me to go to class, so i left as well, promising caleb i would never cook again. as i walked out to the car, one of my friends walking by asked "so how was breakfast?" before i could answer, he also asked "do you smell something burning?" i collapsed in fits of laughter. |
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| the uneventful day. | |||
| 08:52am 20/09/2004 | |||
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put in my two weeks at kings island yesterday. my last day is on october 2. oh goody. yesterday was P&G; dividend day, which means that P&G; bought out the entire park and only employees were allowed in. i find that these people are generally smart, nice and well groomed, so the 10 hour day i worked yesterday was actually okay. other than that, i really need to clean my room. |
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