Are You Kidding Me?

NOTE: forgive me, my dear American friends
but this issue really gets me.

|Supreme Court Affirms America's Right to Bear Arms|

Q: Why does any individual NEED a handgun?
A: To kill another individual.

Q: Is a handgun REALLY the best conflict resolution tool?
A: America seems to think so.

Q: How's that working for them Americans?
A: Not too well.

Dear Readers, need I say more?

Remember this bit of wisdom? "He who lives by the sword, dies by the sword." (replace "sword" with the weapon of your choice.) When will we, as humanity, ever learn that violence only begets violence? America, you are a violent nation!

obssessions

Remember that song from the 80s? "You are my obsession ... " a group called Animotion sang this song. Well ... hmmm. It seems Frizzy is fighting off the development of yet another obsessive behaviour. Yes, yet another. Grizzle and Growl. I need another obsessive behaviour like I need a hole in my friggin head! And, oh yeah, dear readers, its official. Frizzy has obsessive traits in her psychiatric profile. Ah-ha-ha. As if we all didn't already know that.

Okay. Back to the new-found obsessive behaviour ~ yet another addiction. Snow; the icey sort of snow. FUCK. Fucked up, as well. And so, things have gotten to the point where Frizzy has cut the sordid number out of the address/phone book, placed it in an envelope, sealed and addressed the envelope to herself, stamped it and then posted it in a neighbourhood post box. Now that speaks to the strength of the infant obsession, and the resourcefulness of Miss Frizzy Frazzle.

(Essentially, readers, I've had to cut the supplier's number from the address book, placed it in an envelope and mail it to myself, to ensure against using said number in an impulsive moment of insanity (I have these more frequently than I'd like to admit, recently).