Caterwauling

Ten percent of Brits dump their significant others via text messages. What’s next — Donald Trump IMing people, “You’re fired”?

I just got an apology from Cruise Director for his trying to make an ass out of me in public recently. I guess I complained to the right person, ’cause he was in my office within a day. Of course, it started out as an excuse, like, “Well, I was only going to be in the meeting for a few minutes, and I was in a hurry and I guess I didn’t say it right, but it was really supposed to be a compliment.” Um hmm. Sure it was. I did get the apology and the compliment (behind closed doors, of course). I was kind of worried when he came into my office — I figured he’d heard me calling him Angry Butterfly, the way he manages to stomp and yet flit down the halls all at the same time. …

Actually, my day is off to a grand start, because Pussy Demure!TM called off today — we were scheduled to meet this morning, along with another party I invited, and she called in to advise me to just meet without her but be sure to fill her in on every excruciating detail … although she did have her secretary ask me to consider rescheduling the meeting because Demure’s input might be important. HAH — FAT FUCKING CHANCE!

In any event, the meeting shall go on today as scheduled (I have intelligent people coming). Hurrah! Not that I look forward to the follow-up meeting with Demure, but just knowing I don’t have to see her furry face today makes me a happy Dawn. For the first time in a long time, I feel happy — isn’t it sad how precious little it takes?

Did you hear that Karina Lombard (“Marina”) is likely not to return to Showtime’s “The L Word” next season? According to The L Word Online, if she does stay, then it may only be for two or three episodes. Sign the petition to save Karina and make sure she stays on the show!

I half-wonder if this, like the Jennifer Hudson/”American Idol” upset, is meant to attract drama. the Marina character’s storyline was just about to take off during the recent season finale. I understand contract negotiations are the culprit. In any event, if you want to see more naked Marina in soft-core girl-girl porn, sign the damn petition already!

It’s friggin hot in the hacienda today. My rambunctious kitten Kadi tore out the screen door to the balcony so she could get a tan on the balcony while I was out this afternoon. So the little shit is sitting in her cage right now so that I can keep the door open until I get a new screen, whenever the apartment management decides that will happen.

Maddie is happily lying inside the open door right now — she knows she has it good here and has no desire to run screaming from our little abode. I hope, anyway. 😉

Sorry I’ve been off the earth for the past few weeks, kids. I’m in one of those moods where I will probably injure someone psychologically or physically without a moment’s thought, and it’s best if I just hibernate for the time being. Work has just been for absolute shit lately, and I’ve got the resume updated and ready to send to anywhere that won’t siphon my will to live. I’m not real keen on going back into the hell of job interviews and the standard claims to be perky and organized and a team player (y’all know I ain’t NONE of the above!), but I’ve reached the point of where I’ll crack if I don’t get out of my crazy routine and do something that is creative, challenging and personally satisfying (other than masturbation!).

The recent women’s rally to protect reproductive freedom was the first one in 12 years, but now, it seems like we need to have one every week until people quit attacking the women — especially, now, the young women — who make the difficult decision to terminate a pregnancy.

A recent e-mail from the ACLU tells us now that it will become a federal crime if a non-parental/-custodial adult takes a minor across state lines for an abortion.

Clearly, if the youth cannot tell her parents about her predicament, chances are she herself wasn’t reared in an optimal home environment — certainly not one where she would willingly bring her own child into that living situation. But this proposed punishment for Grandma or Aunt Whomever — someone whom the youth trusts — for supposedly aiding and abetting a fugitive is just another shining example of how the fundies are trying to dig their claws into the quicksand of so-called morality that they claim to stand upon.

From personal experience, it helps to have your mom there with you (and I say this acknowledging that even at 27, when I made the decision for myself, I needed my mommy and was glad to have her there with me). But in lieu of a mom who comes with her unconditional love (as I was so lucky to have), it’s ridiculous to punish any other adult who has a vested interest in the youth’s well-being for simply driving them to the clinic.

I remember a girl I met the day I went. I don’t recall her name, but she had come to Pittsburgh all the way from Ohio to have her procedure done. And the thing was, she had originally gone to an Ohio clinic, but her parents and her whole extended family showed up at her local clinic, with signs and blown-up pictures of her as well as her full name, calling her a baby-killer and ridiculing her for her decision. She had gotten a ride to Pittsburgh with an older friend that morning, and they would be traveling back there together after the painful odyssey. God. What if her friend had been jailed for doing her what she viewed was the hugest favor ever? I always wondered what happened to her — I hope her life turned out the way she wanted it to. I mean, there I was 10 years older than her, and even I couldn’t have chosen another route at that point in my life, but at least I had college and some work experience and independence behind me — the very same things she wanted to be able to have.

In any event, just say no to President Shrub in the next elections, and write to your representatives! I’m going to do that as soon as I hit the “publish” button. 🙂

There are maybe five women in the entire office today, but each of the three toilet stalls bore the brunt of someone’s ass droppings. Not to mention that the toilets flush automatically to accommodate everyone’s laziness, but there was crap in one toilet, piss on the seat of another, piss AND crap in the third, and in one of them, someone left a paper toilet seat cover hanging from the purse hook. Recycling, I guess?

Anyway, I had to drive home so I could pee in a clean toilet. Sad.

Shan was in Old Town tonight and just called me from the street. She was coming out of the Sugar House Day Spa and witnessed a Mercedes hit a Jeep, then a cop car smash into the Mercedes. Suddenly, two shots rang out and she saw a guy with a bloody shoulder running into an alley, with an off-duty cop (she assumes) running after him. And she heard the second guy say, “I shot him.” She jumped in her car and called me to tell me all about it. Damn. Gotta watch the news tonight! I can’t believe anything so fucked-up would happen in quaint little Old Town!