nicey-niceness: because nice things are nice

1. My post-1800 professor has told me not once but twice that my reading of Frankenstein is, and I quote, brilliant. Thanks, Randy and Idler, for helping my drunk ass work it out. Or, possibly, handing my drunk ass the only brilliant things I ended up saying. I don't remember, because I was drunk. I also may have just now written a bunch of gibberish on my final. Sh! This is supposed to be a post about nice things.
   
2. I have decided what my next tattoo will be. Just need to pick a place. And an artist. (One who won't make fun of me, Shosh. I am not that tough.)
3. Here is a video of a puppy who just... can't... stay... awake.

I guess that's all the nice I've got in me today. Actually, three things is really very good, for today.

since i'm stuck with my paper anyway

Shosh's post about donating body parts and generally being a nice person reminded me of a thing that I've been thinking about posting about. There's a program called Emergency Kindness that will allow you to volunteer to provide emergency contraception, on an anonymous basis, for a woman who is in need of it but isn't able to obtain it for whatever reason (cost, living situation, not near a pharmacy that carries it, etc.). Both men and women can purchase EC over the counter now, though you have to go up to the pharmacist and ask for it. I'm also not entirely sure that this program would accept men, though I don't see why the hell not and the site says nothing about it. Anyway, for what it's worth, there's another nice thing you can do for strangers if you're interested. Because it's nice to be nice. It does cost you money if you get picked to provide the EC to someone, though. And at the moment they actually have a backlog of applications, so maybe this is something I should have waited to post about. Oh well.



p.s. I'm still pissed off that they won't take my blood out of me. Just because they have to sit with me for 45 minutes every time I do it so that I don't pass out. Pah. I'm totally going to do the marrow thing though. Let's see them try to turn me away from that. Ha! I win! I mean, altruistic statement.

one-liners: it's been a while

• Remember that episode of Fishing With John where the narrator was all like, "This dude has a wooden leg... and a real foot"? Sigh. Wouldn't it have been funnier if I had built up to that a little bit? Well, I'm sorry, I couldn't, because the internet can't remind me of who the dude was with the wooden leg and real foot, or who the guest fisher in that episode was (Dennis Hopper maybe?), or where they were, or what was going on at all. What the internet can do is tell me that that's a Steven Wright joke. Here are some more Steven Wright jokes. Some of them can get to be pretty funny.
• Me too, Able.
• As you do.
• I love this: copy and paste some text, and this site will tell you whether it is more likely to have been written by a man or a woman. For the record, every sample of my own that I've plugged in comes out as masculine. Like, wicked masculine, bra. Wut-oh.
• I know this fruit is hanging seriously low, but come the fuck on. "I don't have any hard ideas on why I feel so strongly that I am in a very vital way a dire wolf."
• I love The Danielson Famile. Listen here. Deedle deedle deedle.
  
• Hey, that was nice. I mean, I enjoyed saying something nice, you know? It's nice to be nice, isn't it? How long do you think I can keep it up? Let's see, what else do I love. Baby echidnas. Poetry. Beer. Soybeans with lemon juice and salt. These pants. Crap! That last one was insincere and snarky, which is definitely not nice. Baaad Piehat. You get a spanking, but we'll hold off until you buy those pants, because they seem like they would make a totally excellent noise.
• One final note: people, earlier today I noticed a typo in an old entry here. It's fixed now, and no damage appears to have been done, so hopefully we can just forget that it ever happened. But I am very disappointed in you all for letting something like that go on for so long. Please do better next time.