Noveliscious!

Well I've been speding some quality time with the TV off. It's amazing how much more calm I feel without that giant blaring box on day and night. Don't misunderstand, I loves me some TV watching...but not quite as constantly as some of my comrades.

H is still having a lousy time at work. They are having him work 2-3 hours of overtime a day, without notice and after what is already a 10 hour shift. I feel bad for him, and bad that I still don't have a job to help out. As such, I'm interviewing at *shudder* Dress Barn on Monday for a management gig. Sadly, I think I will be hired...for a crappy retail job where I'll get to be on my feet for 8 hours a day dealing with snotty women buying clothes. Yuck! Of course, they may not even sell clothes in my size, which means I won't get hired at all because of my size. I can't quite decide which of those would be worse...probably the job.

As it is a week before hand, I think the time has come to start preparing for NaNoWriMo. I was a little hypersensitive about "cheating" so I didn't want to start too early. But these punks at nanowrimo are freaking insane with the prepping and the excersizes and the premature mental break-downs (although one of them did send me some awesome character work sheets). I'll begin with the awesome task of cleaning out my desk, and organizing the ideas I've been collecting for freaking ever. Then I might try to make something like a loose outline. I really want the story to develop naturally, since the main chick is basically me and she's going to murder someone who is basically my mother. Even if the novel sucks and I don't actually finish it, come December 1st I imagine I'll still end up feeling a lot better about life and the stabbiness of it all. And despite the overdone theme, I really do have some swell ideas, and who among you doesn't love a good stab?

That said, I'm putting my screenplay aside for now with the intention of picking it up after my NaNo novel. Feel free to remind me of this in December if I haven't mentioned it. It's the only way I'll learn...

Oh, and just so I don't get stuck at the last minute, psychswitch do you wanna be my date to see Saw?

hahahahaha, I said "see saw". Hilarious!

Your task is to find the joke in this post:

For some reason, H wanted to talk about rascism today. Not the vague sterotyping of race that is practically unavoidable in society, but that hate-filled, slur-spilling, loud kind of racsism of a true beleiver.

He wanted to know if I thought there was any "excuse" for rascism in adults, like say, they'd been victims of a crime or multiple crimes by a specific minority. I had to tell him that while I accept that everyone has baggage in life, there really is no reason for a rational, thinking person to hate a group of people based on the actions of a few. Sometimes people are prejudiced because they were taught that by their family. And if that's the case, their religion might even require that they honor the wishes of their elders. But you can't really order someone to hate someone else. Even Hitler relied on negative feelings already in place in Germany at that time. H didn't seem to think I had thought this thru, and that maybe rascists should be cut a bit more slack. But then, H is pretty even keeled about such things.

I decided that the reason I feel so strongly about this is simply because I am an American. I'm caucasian, and female and middle class. But none of those things speak to the whole of who I am. There are people in Europe who think all Americans watch and really, really love American Idol. Asian "america bars" have big haired blondes and people wearing cowboy hats and digging Bon Jovi. I assure you, none of those things have anything to do with me. Not all Christians support murdering doctors to stop abortions. I know how to spell the word "women" and don't feel the need to alter the spelling to remove the word "men" (as in "womyn", "wimmin" or worse yet "womben"). And since I demand to be treated as a unique individual, I think it's only right that I do my best to extend that courtesy to others. I'm not sure H would understand all that. After all, he's black.

Did anyone notice I switched mood themes today? Ah, ChartityCam...how you delight and amuse!