Occasionally, I go on Facebook.

Occasionally, I am very disappointed in people who exist.

( Let me tell you how. )

I was livechatting with some friends when I popped onto Facebook and saw this, and had to get them to keep me from making a bitchy comment to the poster herself. I looked back at it this morning, and the comments were equally disappointing, although I suppose the people who commented deserve some credit for being thoughtful and well-intended in their discussion. My frustration stems from none of them making the points I would have made, and tacitly agreeing with her by the act of not outwardly disagreeing.

But, what do I know? I’m a cranky, liberal ex-atheist.

(Hi, DW. How are you. I am making yet another attempt to exist on you more, and on Plurk less. Let’s see how it goes. )

(…I love that I spent half an hour writing this instead of doing the reading I came home to do. Priorities: I have them.)

Amazon.ca is the worst thing ever!

It keeps offering me things I want at reasonable prices, after I just put a hefty deposit down toward my school/living expenses. Yes, I would love to own Xenosaga for $17.99. Yes, I do want [name retracted because sometimes my taste in things is really fucking embarrassing, okay!] for $21 with free delivery! Yes, I am willing to whore myself out for your dirty, dirty capitalistic tendencies because I need it that much. And, by it, I mean THINGS.

...there is a very inappropriate Disney musical number in here somewhere.