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driving around cincinnati saw the following license plate...

the driver is clearly in denial... honey, you live in cinci. Come to terms with it.





pree

elections

Elections are coming up and although I should be excited I am just scared. Scared because I have no say on what is going to happen since i cant vote... scared because all these people around me will play a part in determining part of my future with me having no say on it... the worst is that most of them dont even care to get out and vote. Or if they do, they arent very informed.

Most of you shouldnt be surprised that if I could vote, I would vote for Obama this year. There are many reasons for that as I wouldnt be a one issue voter. One of the things that both candidates have very different views on is taxes... I dont think either of them have it completely right so I was reading up today and found some interesting info on taxes from the WSJ...

Basically Obama wants to raise taxes for the rich, but it seems that the rich has already been paying the bulk of the taxes in the US. Yes, largely because they make more money but also because of the way our tax system works. If you look at the chart, the top 50% of the country pays for almost all of the taxes. Flat tax is sounding pretty good to me right about now...

November 4th all these people around me will decide how much taxes I pay, what my health care looks like, and what this war looks like... and the only thing that separates me from all these people is a $700 dollar application to be a US citizen and a written test. Right about now I start wondering if maybe I should just give in to 1) Citizen tax, 2) Forfeiting my Brazilian citizenship and 3) agreeing to bear arms for this country...

pree

PS: Yesterday I again got asked whether or not I pay taxes since Im just a permanent resident and not a citizen... and again I got told by a US citizen that the process and tradeoffs wasnt worth being a citizen then. Oh Americans... some of you really make me wonder...

iggy rip

iggy was my fishy. My pet. I got him as a present from the flower boy in June and he croacked on me this week. I know I shouldnt be upset or shouldnt have cried about it but this sucks... he was my pet. 100% mine. My responsibility and I failed him. It was just so f'ed up. He had been lethargic for a few days... so I got him a water heater. Not the issue it turned out. A few days passed, I came home, he looked sick. I looked online and finally recognized what he had, I went to the store and bought him the antibiotics. I got home, and he was belly up dead on me...
yet another sign that i probably should never have kids...
pree