Finding Myself OMG: A Bullshit Quest

Well, where do I start? I'm struggling, I suppose, to find out who I am outside of who my parents want me to be, who my friends want me to be, or who my own perfectionist tendencies (totally personified) want me to be. I don't know if this blog will really document my progress in, ahem, coming of age, or if it will just basically be a place for me to vent and blab about nothing. We shall see.

Sunday, March 12, 2006

I've seen the future... and it's high on meth.

For those of you who don't believe me when I say, "Invest in a meth lab!" or "Greater Binghamton's future is in meth!" Here's an article from today's paper. I wanted to link to an even better article, but the Press & Sun online only goes back 7 days, and after that you have to pay, which is a bee-yatch. The one I wanted to link to was all about how they busted this lady in Barton and then they found a meth lab with all this C4 explosives stolen from a military base. Damn you, Tioga County!!! I've said it before and I'll say it again: you're a bad influence on us.

It was just a bizarre incident. I mean, the military folk didn't notice all their explosives were missing? Hello? That's scary shit. Can you imagine the upcry if these people had been Muslim terrorists or even like militia white power members? Instead, because they're meth heads from Barton it's all brushed under the rug. But the thing is, you don't need all those explosives to make meth so it's like they were probably going to booby trap their lab so if the police came upon it, Ka-boooom!!! Scary, scary, shit.

I have such faith in this nation's military bureaucracy.

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