Westboro Baptist Church makes me want the world to reconsider freedom of speech.
Which is majour, since I reallt value it. But, I'm stuch at home with two broken feet, so i have some time to read up on these sorts of things.
And if anyone has seen or read anything of there's, you'll see what I'm talking about. They go around preching intolerance, literally. They actually say, dont tolerate any of these things.
They once protested a hardwear store because they sold a product made in Swedden, a vacuum I think, and they dont like Sweden because there is a gay person that the Swedish havn't lynched.
That is when you know not to drink any cool-aid they give you.
But anyways, I went to my doctor today, to get my feet checked oout, get my casts changed.
When they took off the casts, peices of my scabed skin came off with it. It was ctually kinda funny. I was just watching that, and the doctor just looked at me, I guess waiting for me to feel the pain or freak out about how gross it was, but I simply looked at it, and said "Okay, a chunk of brownish red skin just got pulled out of my foot. That is so very very gross." and then I took out my camera and took a picture.
But, as usual, I am writting this late at night, and I'm tired. So, since I didn't sleep at all last night because I was busy writting, and sleep, I'm told, is very important, and I have no more episodes of Greys Anatomy to watch, I'm going to sleep.
So, Goodnight, or as my mother says and I say a lot, Laila Tov. (Thats hebrew, I think, for goodnight. My mom liveed in Isriel for a while.)