Words that Suck

Well, okay, phrases that suck. This is one of those tired lists of random shit that everyone stopped caring about the moment they got annoying. Which surprisingly is just about immediately after they are uttered. This is a growing list...so I'll probably post it again, or make a widgetie thing...maybe...Of course I will provide why they suck...and why anyone who utters them should be thrown out.

"Big (blank)" - Insert huge amorphous being here. Anything from Big Oil, to Big Banks, to Big Three, to Big Science (Ohhh yes I have seen that uttered). If you have to call it big, then you're most likely retarded. You've bestowed way to much power upon these entities and have proven to us all you have no idea what you're talking about, or even what is going on in the real world.

"Drinking the Kool-aid" - This phrase really makes no sense. Two ways this comes in. One referring to the mass suicide in Jonestown, the other referring to the Merry Pranksters, which handed out LCD laced Kool-aid. I challenge you to figure out which this is referring to, because I sure as hell don't. That in and of itself is reason why this phrase should never be thought again, it gets even better.
It is used as a blanket retort against an opposition. Instead of creating viable arguments, that can be discussed, one side calls the other "Kool-aid drinkers", essentially dismissing them as wide-eyed fanatics, and walks away. If your side is reduced to calling the other side wide-eyed fanatics, you probably should be looking in a mirror.

Obama words - I like our president I do. But Obamacans(cins?), Republicans supporting Obama, was a stupid thing to say, or even come up with. I'd let that slide, and just be happy. but now...jesus. Obamabots, Nobama, Obamassiah...Frankly it's stupid. Yes we are all proud that you can make someone's name into something else and be slightly clever. Yay. But this has gotten out of hand. It's stupid. Stop it. NO ONE CARES! Okay...so I have no reason to outlaw this...I just hate it.

Lists - Okay...not words, but collection of words/phrases. Why does everyone think we care about the top ten this or that. And I know the hypocrisy of what I'm doing, and I don't give a crap. I'm a hypocrite...so sue me. But that's not the point. Lists are showing up all over the place. top ten things to bring to a party. top ten things you shouldn't do at a party. top ten things you should serve at a party. Next it'll be top ten ways to kill a man and not get caught.

That's all I've really got at the moment..I'm a little drunk...HUNGOVER...and can't think straight. But please, do feel free to post other words or phrases that should never be uttered again

First Draft Prologue

Note of Introduction. This comes as a collaboration between me and a friend. Characters are shared from both her stories and mine. Note this is a prologue, and it's a first rough draft, so please keep that in mine.


Valeria leaned against the concrete wall of the alley. Her breath was shallow and harsh. Sweat coated her brow, and stained her shirt. She pushed her self from the wall, loosing her balance for a second, stumbling slightly, before coming to a solid stance. She looked down at her feet, seeing the corpse of what had just attacked her.
Through it’s heart was a long metal bar, that had been twisted by the creature, and used against her only minutes before. She cursed her self for letting it get any sort of upper hand, even though she got away from the attack without any real damage. She kicked the corpse again, making sure she had aimed right and killed the thing.
“Damn Vampire…” she cursed under her breath. She slowly started to walk away from the corpse, her body stiff, and subtle waves of pain moving through her body. Emanating from her chest and arms, where most of the creature’s blows were centered.
It was late, and she was tired, but still work needed to be done. Valeria made her away about a block and a half down the road to find a small café she liked to visit. It was open twenty-four seven, and she found it a comforting home away from home. She ran her fingers through her straw-berry blonde hair and sighed as she entered, knowing she must look a horrible mess.
The café itself was mostly empty, tables to her left were empty, except for a girl with a stack of books, a particularly large one open inches from her nose. The clerk behind the clerk was a man she knew, Gabe. He was alright in her mind, but kind of dull, and a bit slow on the uptake.
Valeria smiled walking up to the counter. “Hey Gabe, slow night.”
He just nodded, looking her over once. She ignored it. “Yes it is.” He said simply. “What would ya like, Ria?” he asked.
Ever the conversationalist, Valeria thought, smiling to herself. “Just a coffee, something to wake me up.”
Gabe just nodded and went about his work. Valeria slid her hands into her pockets, feeling for money to buy the drink. It took her a moment to feel a hole in her right pocket. She cursed yanking her hands out of their pockets and felt along her jeans, wondering, hoping, that the money was just trapped inside.
“Four bucks.” Gabe said, putting the cup on the table.
“Uh…” Valeria said, wondering what she would do.
“I’ll take care of it.” A voice from behind Valeria said. She turned and saw the girl put the money on the counter. She smiled at Valeria before going back to her books.
Valeria laughed softly and picks up the coffee. “Yeah…Thanks…” she said to Gabe and walks over to the table. “Thank you,” she said with a smile, sitting at the table. “It was very kind.”
The girl looked up from her book. “It’s not a problem.” She smiled. “My good deed for the day.”
Valeria smiled. “So, what’s your name?”
“Noah, and…Ria, if I heard correctly.”
Valeria nodded. “Well, Valeria, but only my brother calls me that. Most just stick with Ria.”
Noah smiled. “Well, I’ll keep that in mind.” She looked back at her book, reading.
Valeria leaned over and looked at the text. “Medicine huh? Going to be a doctor?”
Noah nodded, and blushed slightly. “Yeah…I’m trying.”
“That’s good…”
Silence came over the two. Valeria gently sipped her coffee and looked around the café. “Not very busy…”
Noah laughed softly. “I find places aren’t at one am.”
“Well, some places are.” Valeria smiled. “But I know what you mean…”
The silence returned. It became heavier, and more uncomfortable between the two. It was hard for Valeria to talk about anything. This was just a normal girl. Nicer than most, sure. But she couldn’t really relate to her.
“I…uh…should be going.” Valeria stood slowly. “I’ll see ya around, okay?”
Noah nodded. “Alright…” she blushed softly as Valeria left the table, leaving her alone again.