A Step Into Censoreds Mind

Turkey day has officially come to a hault. The left overs are begining to diminish, and everyone is hitting the gym to work off those 10lbs that was put on by candied yams and feast items alike. I, however, have yet to hit up the gym and work my flat ass off. Its a goal. Since the day of the Turk is over, whats next? The christmas rush. I cant wait to witness 40 yr old men rip action figures out of childrens hands, because it happens to be a "collectors" addition. I cant wait to see women beating eachother up over the last Hello Kitty alarm clock. I really cant wait to want to shoot myself whilst trying to gift buy for family and friends.

Its pretty funny that there are hundreds and hundreds of people in the malls and shopping towns, but if you were to stroll by a church it would be dead. Christmas is without a doubt become a gift giving holiday that has consumed the souls of our fellow americans. I love going to midnight mass and witnessing anxious parents and folk waiting for mass to be over. Yeah its 12am, or 11pm at most churchs in our town (ya know because midnight mass should be celebrated at 11pm or earlier), but give Christ a little bit of your time. Eh? Its not the reason for the season, or anything. *Wink Wink*

I also heard something at work that totally and utterly baffled my mind. Theres this girl there that is Athesist. Ok, nothing against her. This girl just happened to say something that totally made me go "Are you serious?" This girl does not believe in God or anything to do with him, so they dont celebrate Christmas. Understandable. Oh, but her family has a gift giving day. What? Why are you giving gifts? The whole point of Christmas is to recognized the Lord Jesus and celebrate his birth. The celebration including gift giving to one another, etc. You wont celebrate the Lords day but youll give gifts? Sounds a little off to me. It just doesn't make any sense. Yeah people want gifts, but the reason behind it is to celebrate the Lord birthday. So if you don't believe in him don't reap the benefits, mkay? It also shows how faithful they are to their faith, or lack of it. If you want nothing to do with the existence of God do not participate in anything that has to do with him. Dont just say "Yeah we have a gift giving day" so you feel apart of the holiday. I mean Jewish people dont go "Yeah we had Hanukkah, but we feel left out for christmas so we are gonna have a christmas tree and gift give". Ya know? I mean follow you religion, or dont. Dont just take what sounds good and incorporate it into some pleasures for yourself. People I tell ya. Maybe I sound like an extremist, but ya have to admit I made some pretty damn good points. It just makes my head spin.

Christmas is coming. Theres so much that is going to be good and horribly bad.

I am at Central Connecticut State Unniversity, listening to Elias by the band Dispatch. I am in Emily Corvinos dorm room and enjoying every minute of it. I wonder if she is enjoying herself? I sure hope she is, while she waits for me to finish my blog entry, that should not be taking place right now. I am a good friend, honestly. Not really. I can be entertaining at times, though. At times. We went to a Semesters concert tonight. We went with good friends Emily, Alex, Peter, Jordan and the ever loved Bobby. Needless to say it was a good time. Three sets of a musical adventure had taken place. Very good stuff tonight. I bought a cd entitled Songs For Intriguing, by artist Michael Greenberg. Michael was excellent. Very soft style, thats what came to mind. M.G. was the first person to perfom and I he owned that stage, so I thought. Then Emilys "brother-in law" took stage. Sean Fournier was his name and he was very grand. I thought his set was good, I liked his "Ill jizz on your bed" It was an excellent masterpiece of a song. Emily just said "notion" and I loved every minute of it I enjoy words such as "notion" and the likes. I am sorry that I am random at the moment, but apparently this is not a well thought out blog entry. Like you didnt notice. Its more like a girly girl diary times. Yes thats right. Ummm...what else.

Ahhh yes...Thanksgiving is around the corner and what am I gonna do for it. Umm prolly fill my fat italian/polish face with goods from around the country. I am about to collapse, because I only endured a precious 2-4 hours of sleep. Id like to thank the movie Monster for keeping me awake in teh wee hours of the night/morning. Nighty night my children.

-Leah Ba Deah

"Just a small town girl, living in a lonely world"

Journey fucking owns all the ball sacks, my friends.

Ive come to the conclusion that my cds fucking suck. Dont get me wrong, my Purple Rain by Prince album is an all time favy, but I need to go cd shopping sometime in the nearest future. I like my Paula Abdul Greatest Hits album, but I just need something more. My musical taste is very eclectic, so I seem to think. I like all ranges of the tunes. From classical all the way up to rap. In between consisting of rock, pop, r&b, soul, oldies, etc. etc. etc. I just like me some good music. <---You are not allowed to said a word.

Any suggestions as to what would be an "essential" album to buy, let me know. Ill check it out, and if it sucks I will never take your advice again. Id like to have a varied selection. So anything different or at least borderline good.

A band that I just recently got to know more about (thanks to a few good peeps) and like is called Dispatch. I have been listening more and more each day and this seems to be an album I will definitely buy. I think the song Bridges has to be my new favorite. Although the song titled Bang Bang seems to be stuck in my big italian head as of late. I enjoy this band.

Oh, and the day my album comes out...cause its fucking gonna...you all better have a fucking copy. If you dont consider yourself dead to me.

Love.

Ever Have A "Blah" Day?

Yeah, that day would had to of been today. I woke up at...ummm... 4:30P.M. Shut up, right now. Thats early, right? Ha! I woke up knowing I had work at approximately 6P.M. So needless to say I was glad I was alive at this moment in time. *Wink Wink* I get up, go into the bathroom and look at my pillow smashed face. I think to myself, "Yum". I was very attractive after a night/morning/afternoon rest. It looked like I was beaten with a fanny pack for 8 hours straight. This made me ubber excited. Notice the sarcasm.

So after my self realization of never looking in the mirror again, I decide to "hit up" this lovely device known as the computer. I chat with a few friends. Besides that the internet was boring today. I felt as though I really really wasted my life. Every other internet adventure usually keeps me occupied and interested...but then I realize that I just wasted a hour of my life reading up on Britney Spears' pregnancy. Time that will never be reconciled. Fucking computer.

Worky work time. What is there to say about whore-k? Ummm....that it fucking blew tonight. My coworker and I wanted to stab eachother in the anus to further some kind of entertainment.
Dont get me wrong I loved that I didnt have to make the art of sandwiches over and over again tonight. Work just dragged on and on. Oh did I clean that microwave 12 times already? Golly gee, I think 13 will be more sufficiant. Plus, I love the 1 customer I get has to be Mr. Politically Correct. "Toast my bread" <---notice he doesnt use the word Can or Please. Typical asshole. When he is informed that we do not have the toaster as of yet, he points out the sign that says "We Toast Now!!". We apologize, with angst, and simply explain to him the situation. No toaster, bud. Then he wants his sub cut the old way. The 'V' way. Eventhough it does not seem like a big deal, and it is my job, I was not trained to cut 'wiches this way. I do a handyman job on it and he doesnt say anything bad about my cutting masterpiece. This customer was one of those 'Im better then you' men, in his Keds. Fuck him. Want your stamps, beeotch??

After 5 or so hours of agony, I walk home. I love the feeling of "rape is about to haunt you" crawling down my back. Its 11P.M. on a Saturday night and I am walking home alone. Doesnt hurt that theres many trees and woods near my place of living. I treck it like a soilder and get home with no injuries. Good for me.

I get home and talk to a few friends on the computer. Thats my night.

It was so Blah. I feel like I should have at least tried to feed a homeless person..or rescued a cat from a burning building. Something productive.

I hope tomorrow is better.