It's that time again...

RANT TIME!!! Okay, it's been a long time...like almost a friggen month! Ugh, I'm such a slacker. But for your reading pleasure I'm going to discuss (yes, we're going with 'discuss') a few topics that have come up in my life, my state, and my friends lives.

So, the video game law...for those who don't know a law was suggested (then quickly killed by the Supreme Court) that would disallows stores from selling video games rated "Mature" to persons under 18. To me, this seems benign-if they can't get into R movies without mom and dad why can they purchase violent and disturbing video games? But some are getting all sorts of up-in-arms about this. They claim that this law is, in effect, the government telling them how to parent. I can't help but disagree. Your kids can still have the video game, you just have to be in the store with them. The Supreme Court, however, ruled this law "unconstitutional" siting that the law "violates the constitutional guarantee of free expression, which allows young people access to creative works such as books, films and onscreen simulations about even the most extreme brutality" So...boobs bad, rape and murder good? Awesome. Glad we've got that under control.

In other news, and maybe this is all anecdotal...why are men mostly retarded? I mean that in the nicest way, but dear god! Just a couple things you "hangers" might want to keep in mind:

1. You are not always right. (Neither are we)
2. You are not nearly as "unique" and "interesting" as you think you are, it's nothing personal, we love you just the same, but stop telling us how different from other men you are (especially if you can't back it up). 
3. After a while, words mean very little without something to back them up. Yes, it sucks, but if we hear how much you love us followed by a rant or you yelling at us for a few hours...it kind of loses some of its meaning. SHOW US you love us, SHOW US that we mean the world to you. 
4. Don't get jealous over stupid shit. If we've stayed with you this long after all your shit, likelihood is we're going to continue to stick around. 
5. Push us enough, we WILL leave, no matter how much we love you. 

So, bottom line men: Actions speak louder than words and learn when to shut up.

Now that the man's work is out of the way...WOMEN--STOP MAKING THE REST OF YOUR GENDER LOOK LIKE SHIT!!! that is all.

TV and other things that make me shudder, gag, and fill me with sadness. Jersey Shore, Jerseylicious, Housewives of wherethefuckever, Jackass, Teen Mom, Toddlers and Tiaras, Dr. 90210, and so on, and so forth...This is what should be commonly known as CRAP TV. No, more than crap, this shit is poison. This makes me sick. Yes, it's damn amusing, but it's beyond horrible for our society to a. be known for that crap, and b. to idolize those who are in those shows. It is wrong that the scum who "work" on Jersey Shore are paid more than our President, it is wrong that housewives need a TV show just because they have money, it is wrong that people get paid to make STUPID decisions like get bit by a snake or have a toy car shoved up their ass, become celebrities for being irresponsible sexually, for whoring out your kids, and to not even be real plastic surgeons (and, btw, they aren't). This is fucking disgusting and we should be ashamed.

So, moral of this story is that we, as humans, need to step the fuck up.

 Read more on the Videogame law here:

http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/c/a/2011/06/28/MN9Q1K37ED.DTL

...it's only the rest of my life....

Okay, I've been slacking, I've been reading and enjoying the lulls of my one six-week class, not over-doing anything, and relaxing. It's been rather blissful compared to the chaos that was spring semester. So, what the heck am I writing about today? Well, to be quite frank (and I'm never frank, sometimes I'm not even "Em") I haven't a clue what I'll write about. 

My next few weeks are going to be a little hectic, between birthdays, retirements, fathers day, a friends wedding, and a trip to Vegas (not to mention bi-weekly physical therapy), I'm on the brink of another rush of acceleration! All the while feeding my anxious cat her kitty-Valium, studying developmental psychopathology which, I assure you, is thoroughly fascinating, and attempting to choose Master's Degree programs (maybe even doctorate programs) to apply to in the fall. Life is...busy...but apparently not busy enough. They, (and isn't it always the proverbial 'they'?) want me to do more. I need to be volunteering, interning, networking, dancing, singing, and parading my awesomeness despite my general lack of interest and exhaustion. Really, I guess the biggest problems I have right now, it the seemingly simple, What the hell do I do with the rest of my life? question. 

Looking a different programs I'm forced to look at how many more years I want to spend in school, not to mention what do I even want to study should I want to continue to educate myself (which I kind of have to, as I chose a stupid major in which a BS will take me all of nowhere...smart move on my part) do I want to go out of my major and study something else that might be slightly more practical? Do I want to stay within my field and go all the way, attempt a PhD? If I stay in my field do I go clinical? Occupational? Something else? If I leave my field...where should I go? Do I want to spend 2, 4, 5, or 7 more years in school and sacrifice the last bits of my youth to the cold walls of University? Where will any of this take me? 

I don't know any of these answers, I'm randomly searching for the rest of my life, and completely lost. No one can tell me the answers, and I don't really have anyone to help, but soon, I will have to come to a conclusion, sooner rather than later. 

So, off I go, to medicate my cat and finish my cocktail. This decision can wait another day.