Abortion wank! It's what's for breakfast.

I have really got to stop reading abortion debates on LJ. All they do is piss me off with the infinite levels of ignorance and dismissal and downright misogyny that preside, and it does little more than leave me angry, violent, and desperately hoping that I never have to be in a situation where abortion is one of my options. I'm surprised that I haven't splintered my desk from all the pounding I've done on it.

I've given up arguing my stance. There are only two types of people who seem to listen to it - those who already agree with me, and those who are so adamant about being pro-life that you can't change their minds, and they don't really listen anyway. They just take in enough to twist your words around and try to beat you with them. And don't get me started on the "Well, I was supposed to be an abortion!" argument. (Yeah, that's right, Jimmy, I mean you.) It's not a trump card, it's a situation where you were insanely lucky that your parents decided to have you. Congratulations for being alive. Your story is not everyone else's. Shut the fuck up about it.

The two sides are usually coming from such different starting points that it's almost impossible to reconcile them and have an intelligent conversation that doesn't revert to name-calling and screaming, anyway. So I think it's best that I leave before the debate even starts, lest it end with my hands 'round someone's neck.

EDIT: And just to add? I have a lot more respect for the pro-lifers who think abortion should be illegal in all cases than I do for those who think there should be exceptions only for rape or incest. The former actually stick to their stance; the latter are basically saying pregnancy is a punishment for women who dare to have sex. Thanks, assholes.

Zombies and boys - the perfect combination

I think my ankles are fine for running around outside tonight. I managed to roll the right one and almost roll the left last night (yeah, going down steep grassy hills in the dark when it's pouring rain is NOT a smart idea), but I only had to sit for a couple minutes and then I was okay to at least walk. We didn't have to run after that, anyway, since Will was the only zombie who attacked us and that was way before I managed to hurt myself. (He also went straight for me, and I was dumb enough to not have the gun cocked and tried to fire at him. Luckily everyone else on my team got him before he reached me - but I still screeched like a little girl. Damn.) Dunno if I'm actually gonna play tonight, though. The next page is up for grabs, but Oz and Jimmy aren't playing, so I dunno who's going to be out, and I don't think I'll do too well on my own.

I seem to be managing to not completely obsess over who shall be henceforth known as "The Ubiquitous Him", or TUH. It's kind of hard, since I see him pretty much every day, but hopefully I'm not completely delusional in believing that I'm still mostly under the radar, and it gets easier if I remember that, hey, my other friends are there too, and it's good if I pay attention to them. Everyone keeps telling me that being completely un-obvious is bad as well, since if I don't make it at least slightly evident then he's never going to know. Of course, that leaves the problem of HOW to drop hints so that the onus is not entirely on me to say "Hey, I like you" or whatever - the problem being that I am petrified that giving him any sort of hint makes me come off as creepy and overwhelming, and that he'll avoid me after that and I'll lose a perfectly awesome friend. There's no guarantee that he'll have any sort of feelings for me or that he'll find me attractive - history and odds do not point in my favor. But then, having no self confidence kinda does that to a girl. I'm not a very brave person.

I really, really don't know what the hell I'm doing. And I think that scares me more than the possibility that he doesn't like me.

Oh, and guys? If I am going on about TUH too much? TELL ME. If you haven't noticed by now, I will go on and on and ON about a subject that's been on my mind a lot, and if you don't tell me to knock it off I'll probably talk you to your grave. As long as it's more along the lines of "Hey, you've been talking about (insert boring-to-you topic here) a lot, can you tone it down?" instead of "Shut the fuck up, bitch!", I seriously won't be offended. So, please, let me know if I'm running my mouth too much, okay? I'd like to keep my friends instead of driving them away.

And one last note - will the assholes who keep smoking outside my window please stop? I keep smelling cigarette smoke and it's annoying the shit out of me. I should not be smelling this from the third floor.