Fascinating Facts from not_hothead-land

We have a visitor. Rat or mouse, we're not sure. I say mouse, Baph says rat. I'm judging by the thing I chased all around son number one's bedroom, he's judging by the size of the fecal matter left in our kitchen drawer. We'll hopefully never know. The Useless Dog was present at my rodent-chase and sat quietly watching while said vermin vaulted over her paws and zipped behind a bookcase. Did I mention the dog is utterly useless? The cats seem interested in the noises it makes since it has moved upstairs, but as yet have failed to either oust it or catch it. Did I mention I've become quite negative about keeping a pet?

I'm infected with intestinal candidas again. I've been down this road and it frankly sucks big donkey dicks. Translate that into MAJOR PAIN. Like, weak-at-the-knees kinda pain. Like, I woke up thinkin perhaps I was somehow magically pregnant and was about to pop out some kind of alien life form. Like, I am suddenly aware of every organ in my tiny little midsection kinda pain.
Yep, I've given birth ala "naturale" and I've had ear infections and urethra infections, but I'm saying intestinal candidas should be hoisted up to similar status. I've heard kidney stones are the worst pain of all. I really don't want to imagine worse pain than birth contractions or intestinal candidas. I hope I NEVER have to find out which is actually worse. I theorize they are all about the same, just different locations. One thing is clear; NO MORE SODA POP.

The finances got all screwed again. My bad I guess. Suffice it to say we'll be flush again next weekend but forking over some lovely NSF fees. Oh yay.

The boys came back from seeing those people and what wacky hijinks ensue afterwards? The Dynamic Duo were grumpy because they didn't get as catered to this time. Eldest son had decided to go (partly at my insistance - no one can guilt like a mom) and I think those people wanted to give him an interesting time. He had complained before that he not only disliked those people, but that going to their abode was, in short, BORING. Son number one and a half had confided in me that Mr.those people was in fact an asshole because he always rushed them and snapped at them whenever they were engaged in anything amusing, such as their day-trip to DragonCon. This put me agog; why spend $50 a pop to take two boys to D*Con and not allow them to have their leisurely fun? But, not my place to say... *snicker*

meh... I wish I was capable of letting you know all the really cool shit that was swirling around in my head these days... but I'm not right now because I'm slowly becoming convinced that little goblins are playing fire-poker javelin toss in my guts.

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In 1959, three years before independence from Belgium, the majority ethnic group, the Hutus, overthrew the ruling Tutsi king. Over the next several years, thousands of Tutsis were killed, and some 150,000 driven into exile in neighboring countries. The children of these exiles later formed a rebel group, the Rwandan Patriotic Front, and began a civil war in 1990. The war, along with several political and economic upheavals, exacerbated ethnic tensions, culminating in April 1994 in the genocide of roughly 800,000 Tutsis and moderate Hutus. The Tutsi rebels defeated the Hutu regime and ended the killing in July 1994, but approximately 2 million Hutu refugees - many fearing Tutsi retribution - fled to neighboring Burundi, Tanzania, Uganda, and Zaire. Since then, most of the refugees have returned to Rwanda.

source: CIA factbook online http://www.cia.gov/cia/publications/factbook/geos/rw.html

and yet our fearless leader wants another $80B (that's BILLION folks, aka $80,000 MILLION) for continued operations in Iraq and Afghanistan.