I light a candle in my window And a candle in my heart I wipe a tear from my eye This death do we part I hold the hand of a friend And the memories in my mind Of all the love and laughter That you left behind The flags still fly at half-mast We still live our lives But I would give all of my life To give you one more night The country sings the glories That you gave your life for And though we miss you dearly We love you even more I light a candle in my window I wipe ...

So I've spent this entire day trying to find a way to just escape from the grief. I took a successful nap, but I just can't nap all day and night. I would wake up around 2 am and not be able to fall back asleep and then I'd be in an even worse conundrum than I already am in. I tried watching tv, and found myself flipping through the news, and there he was, staring back at me. Poor Moy. On two news channels. I just lay in my bed and bawled my little eyes out. My sweatshirt sleeves are still...

Another classmate of mine died in Iraq. I found out this morning. It's been less than a month.

Martha Stewart is the Home Goddess and all. She can do everything. She cooks, she cleans, she makes pretty pastel home decor. So what I want to know is, does her shit stink?? I can bet that it doesn't. She's probably discovered some chemical that makes it smell like roses, or cucumber melon, or cherry blossoms or something like that. But I bet she likes the fact that everyone else's shit stinks, so she'd never market her discovery. She'd be the only one with berry fresh poo. Damn that Ma...

Over the last half day, the only thing I've been able to think is "Fuck Iraq." Really. Fuck Iraq. And I don't want to hear any fucking idiots saying that we belong over there, that we're sending KIDS there for a reason, that there is a purpose for it all. There isn't a single God damn purpose for any fucking kid to be over there, fighting for something that no one over here understands, dying, for no real reason. THERE IS NO REASON FOR THEM TO BE OVER THERE RISKING THEIR LIVES, THEY'R...

Webster's definition of marriage: " 1 the state of being married, 2 a wedding, 3 a close union " This is the literal definition of marriage. It doesn't say anywhere about it being limited to men and women. I'm gonna go with the dictionary on this one. I think that marriage is something that can only be decided between two people. It doesn't matter to me if they are white and black, red and green, woman and man, or woman and woman. It is a decision that only these two people can ma...