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spatz ([personal profile] spatz) wrote2004-10-26 11:37 pm
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Forgive me LJ, for I have sinned....

It's been 13 days since my last entry. And I missed my own one-year LJ anniversary, which was apparently on the 15th. However, I did start writing a Twelfth Night fanfic, because my school did a performance of it and I was pissed that Shakespeare never told us what happened to Antonio. It's not like you can go ask the guy what he was planning to write, since he's (sadly) several centuries dead.

On the plus side, I'm coping well with sleep deprivation, and I finally have a list of colleges I'm applying to. Homecoming pictures will also be scanned and available to my flist as soon as I get them developed. I had a red vintage dress that was very sassy and fun, and I cut my hair to mid-neck.

I'm not thinking about the election. I'm not worrying and losing sleep. I'm not thinking about the 4 hours of campaign volunteering I still need to do sometime between now and Nov. 2, while writing several papers and going to Houston and RenFest. *smacks self* Most definitely am not worrying about my total lack of life and love interest.

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A Conversation Following Yoga, Between Myself and the Evil Twin, While Severely Whacked Out On Endorphins and Blood Oxygen:

Dad: Okay, so we're getting breakfast tacos for dinner. And ya'll can have some fruit, so it's remotely healthy. I think we have some bananas.
Me: Bananas with breakfast tacos? You really have no taste buds, do you?
Lindsey: It's the cigarettes.
Me: Ya know, those grow back in a couple of days, or a week, after you stop smoking. Same thing with the cilia in your lungs.
Lindsey: Ah, but cancer is forever.
Me: *giggles madly* (starts humming the DeBeers diamond song) And then, you can have a silouhette with, like, a lump....
Lindsey: *can't breathe*
Dad: (to Mom) Aren't we so glad they went to yoga tonight?
Me: But I have oxygen in my brain. It's very exciting. Aren't you excited?
Mom: *snarky sideways look, with excellent use of eyebrows*

Ah, dinner discussions. My family takes them to whole new levels of randomness.

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[identity profile] thedorkygirl.livejournal.com 2004-10-27 04:21 pm (UTC)(link)
(from [livejournal.com profile] anniesj)

6. Because of what happened to me, I will now have to make changes to the way I use my LJ. I have always been very open on LiveJournal. I have never locked posts unless they directly dealt with my RL, and I have never deleted comments that others have made in my LJ. However, in order to protect myself (and YOU) legally, I am going to have to start carefully monitoring comments made in my LJ. I do not think the FBI will continue to monitor this journal, but I refuse to take chances with my life. So consider this a word of warning: If you make a comment in my journal that could in any way be misconstrued as a threat against any high-ranking official, I will have to delete it. It's nothing personal. It's just self-protection.

7. In spite of what happened to me, I will not lock any political posts I make, nor will I stop making political posts. This is important. I will not allow any form of government to make me afraid of voicing my own opinion. The way that I voice my opinion will certainly be impacted by what happened, but I will not stop talking altogether. And neither should you. I don't want to discourage my friends from speaking their minds. I simply want to tell y'all that you have to be ridiculously careful about how you do it, because otherwise, you can get into trouble.

I did make a locked and filtered post last night after all this first happened, because, well, I needed to talk about it. And I want to thank everyone who commented in that thread and gave me support and WTF and information, because it was EXTREMELY helpful and comforting in a time of great stress and OMGWTFBBQ THE SEKKRIT SERVICE CAME TO MY HOUSE OMG ;)

Now, at this juncture, I am not planning on making any kind of formal complaint with the A.C.L.U., as some on my friendslist have suggested. I did not feel that my civil rights were violated by the visit, and I did not feel intimidated by the Secret Service agents. I have, however, contacted an attorney simply because I want to ensure that my rights are protected in the future, and because the Secret Service were less than clear about what exactly can be construed as a threat and what would be done with my FBI file and any medical records they requested. I am not making any efforts to contact the media, and I doubt that I will in the future.

HOWEVER.

I want people to be aware that what they say on their LJ can cause problems for them in RL, because I love all of you and I don't wish what happened to me on you. You are more than welcome to discuss this post in your journal, and you are more than welcome to link to it from your journal. If you want to post this in a community, go for it. Hell, if you want to put me on fandom_wank, it's probably not a bad idea. The wankers would have a FIELD DAY with this. I know I would. Please, feel free to make an example out of me. So share this with your friends. Tell them what can happen. It's beneficial to all of us to know that this can happen, and hopefully, it'll prevent something like this from happening again.

Now, with all that said, I really, REALLY need some goddamn porn today. GAAAAAH.

[identity profile] thespatz.livejournal.com 2004-10-27 08:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Hey, I read that! I dunno, I appreciated her warning and her willingness to share, but so many people are flipping out about it being Orwellian and Eeeevillll. It's getting on my nerves, because there are limits on freedom of speech, based on forum and content (only stuff that incites or promotes violence [my government teacher dubbed them "fighting words"]). Annie made an honest mistake, some jerk reported her, and we all learned a valuable lesson in restricting our hyperbole usage. Bleh.

What think you? (fear my brain-fried grammarness)