And the Doctor Spoke Unto me and he Said Verily, It Is a Boy!

Apparently. Colour me stunned. He did say it might still turn out to be a girl, though, so I might still be right. If it’s a boy…God help me, he might turn out like Albert!

Boy was I wrong.

Anyway, off to buy some blue stuff!

Life is grand

Finally, I am able to write again. It’s amazing, the freedom I suddenly have to express myself. DOWN WITH WRITER’S BLOCK!

 

And here is a picture of my baby, as she was last week Monday.

Maybe she looks like a tiny little gorilla now, but just you wait!

 

So, anyone got suggestions for names?

For a girl i like Mae, Claire, Grace and Kathryn. And Seven, but I’m not seriously considering that last one.

For a boy…Lucius? Luc? Jean-Luc? Alexander? HELP! I have literally no names for boys!

So. I’m going to be a mommy.

Is that cool or WHAT?

 

I’m so excited I can hardly breathe. I’m 17 weeks, and convinced it’s gonna be a girl. All hail my little one!

Justice and Mercy

There’s a debate going on at the moment, regarding prisoner’s rights in South Africa. A lot of you may not know that a very large percentage of our prison population is HIV positive, mainly because they picked up the ’slow puncture’ in prison.
Large numbers of prisoners are dying in prison, and many have now made the case that these prisoners should be allowed to go home and die with their families.
Which is all well and good, and a clear case of tempering Justice with Mercy, as is right and proper.

But is it really? We are so very concerned about Mercy, that it seems to me that Justice has fallen by the wayside.
Where was Mercy when these men raped children? Where was Mercy when they brutally murdered people in their homes, or shot them in cold blood because they were ‘inconvenient’?
The answer? Mercy was nowhere to be found.

My Wise Sister-in-Law said (wisely, of course) that you can’t pay with more than your life. Which is very true. Many of these men would not be dying now if they hadn’t gone to jail, so in a sense they are paying with their lives.
But here’s the thing: 99% of them do not care. It’s a well known fact that if you go to jail, unless you’re very fast or you have some serious connections, you will be raped. Repeatedly and violently. And there’s a very good chance you will get AIDS from it.
Everyone knows this. But they still do it. They still think they can do whatever they please, to whomever they like, and there will be no consequences.
I’m not saying that male rape in prison is a good thing, don’t get me wrong.
It’s a horrible thing, and I wouldn’t wish it on my worst enemy.
But it is a consequence.
And when the government is so concerned with tempering Justice with Mercy that Justice has gone out the window, we need those consequences.

Think about this: in Saudi Arabia, consequences for crime are clear, immediate and more often than not severe. Allright, some of the things they consider crimes are not in the Western mind, crimes at all, but the point is that there are consequences. If you murder, you die. It’s a simple equation, and it works.
Because they are less concerned with the rights of the criminals than the rights of the citizens.
In the West, it’s often the other way ’round.

If our Mercy was more tempered with Justice, the world might be a different place.

So I’m officially 22

Can’t say it feels much different from being 21… My birthday was on the fourth. So far my twenty-second year is not going well. Still can’t write, have barely enough money to breathe etc. etc.

 

In other news, am having much fun at work, and am still alive. It’s my sister’s birthday today, and she is going to kill me because I haven’t gotten her a present yet.

Still Unemployed

But I might have a job by the 15th. Better have a job by the 15th…

Unemployment sucks

Seriously.

No Internet 9Oh, internet, why hast thou forsaken me?) and nothing to do.

Am currently planning to take job offer for below-minimum wage, as Merlin is desperately in need of food.

So am I, come to think of it…

Well, it’s happened

I’ve been fired with immediate effect.

Will update again hen I can get online, which probably won’t be soon.

I think I might be about to get fired.

I made a huge mistake, and I think I’m about to lose my job.

Wold you do this?

Would you work eight extra hours while you’re sick, on fifteen minutes’ notice?
Because apparently I should have.

In any case.

I have finished The Naked God, and it’s like a genie popped out of nowhere to grant me all my wishes. I really loved that book.

In other news, Albert was an Asshole Royal last night – dragging me out to his friends’ place until ten when he knows I have to be at work at six, and then fucking off to some other friends untill bloody midnihgt. He also said they phoned him to go, but I was tired, not deaf. They never phoned him. So either he went there out of his own will, or he never went there at all. And thus was out doing godknowswhat with godknowswho. He also smoked all my cigarettes.

To sum up: I hate my job, I love the book, and Albert is a pain.