Green Tea Tastes like Shit

Hey fans (HA HA)

Sorry it's been a few days since I hollered at chu.

Last Friday, I had a feeling that I should not commit to any work this week. I suspected that I would be sick, and then I made it happen. First was the lobster bisque that my little brother "Billiam" brought home from the corner store. He ate 2 bites, said it was nasty, and offered it to me. I liked that he was expanding his young palate so I ate it to show him how delicious even liquor store bisque can be. Turns out I should have listened to young, who rarely refuses food, cuz I got food poisoned.

Did that ever suck. Particularly because I had these social things I wanted to do. My philosophy on sickness usually is to pretend like I'm fine so as to psych out the virus. I tried so valiantly to party, jager shots and all. But I just could not get there. My partytime self (witty, charming, coordinated-*chortle*) was bested by some bad lobster. Anyhoo, my efforts probably didn't much help the recovery process. So I was feeling like shit well into this week.

Not bueno!

So hump day is here. I haven't done skippy all week, and here I am in my local coffee shop sipping on a green tea. I gave up coffee for Lent and I think I misjudged how much I like coffee. I'm kinda irritable and the decor in this place is pissing me off more than usual. The decor, by the way = annoying, shrill bumper stickers plastered chaotically all over the walls. A few zingers:

NOT FOOLED by the Government
Question Authority
CHOOSE REALITY

and one of my favorites:

ART not APATHY

which is funny when you look at the art displayed here, which are like, stoner renderings of Medusa heads.

Don't get me wrong. I'm no Ann Coulter; I lean way to the left (so says the online quiz I took the other day), and am all for questioning authority and all that good shit. But in this particular municipality, the authoritative ideology =s the dogma or what-have-you expressed cumulatively by all these dumb ass bumper stickers. So, why does one then feel the need to trumpet this accepted dogma via bumper stickers plastered on your wall/laptop/binder/Subaru? WHY?

We know you hate Bush. We know. In fact, we can easily predict your exact set of beliefs and opinions based on the fit of your jeans, your hat, your bicycle, your manpurse/satchel, the growth of your beard. That is all fine and good. But you know what? At this point, like 66% of the country disapproves of Bush. Turn your scrutiny on something else. The less obvious targets for criticism are often the most relevant.

Alright, that is DEFINITELY enough of that. I will probably be really embarrassed by this post later and edit out those last paragraphs. OK bye.

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