Saturday, March 05, 2005

I'll be having a double dose of Prozac tonight please.

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Sniffle...sniffle...snort....sniffle...WAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!

What's that you ask? That would be the sound of me bawling my eyes out for the SECOND TIME in two days over an ASPCA commercial on cruelty to animals.

I love animals. If I ever win the lottery I'm going to buy up a whole bunch of land and start a great big place where animals can come and live and they would never be put to sleep before their time and they would always have a couch to sleep on and they would always be loved and hugged and walked and played with.

I can't watch any of those shows on Animal Planet about the cops who arrest people for cruelty to animals, they just make me SOOOOOOOO sad...I cry for hours. And I want to kill the people, I just think they should go to jail forever and ever. I hope one day I'm the kind of lawyer who can work to make sure that people who abuse animals go to jail for the absolute longest length of time possible.

Why am I ranting about this? Because I've cried over this commercial TWICE in the last 48 hours, that's why.

Anyway, the point is that the ASPCA has this thing like those commercials for UNICEF...you give a certain amount of money a month and it goes to support animals who've been abused and need help and they send you A PICTURE of an animal that you're helping...OH MY GOD, the pictures are absolutely heartwrenching. I wish I had $18 a month, but I think I might just do like $5 a month since that's about what I can afford (add "extreme poverty" to the list of reasons law school sucks)...but if I had $18 I would get the picture. I want the picture. Because nothing makes me happier than crying every time I open my refrigerator and think about the animal I'm helping because some douchebag asshole hurt and abused a poor innocent creature. Damnit.
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