.seriously, people need to stop raping people.

i wish nothing more than for me not to be employed. that is, that people didn't fondle, grope, molest, rape, assault, abuse, touch, maul, etc., etc., etc. others. the day that a sexual assault/rape crisis agency no longer has to exist will be a glorious day.

all i have to say is that any man (because yes, they usually are the perpetrators that do such deviant acts) under my law and order would lose his penis by a dull, rusty kitchen knife should he sexually violate another person.

perhaps, it's our low staff numbers. perhaps, it's the multiple child sexual abuses cases this week. perhaps, it's because i'm tired. perhaps, it's because i'm not looking forward to being on-call this upcoming week. whatever the perhaps, i'm feeling very passionate about violently "rehabilitating" sex offenders at the moment.

.now that that's out of the way.

i did a swap ole rooney with another advocate so that i could attend the...drumroll, please...great alaska beer and barley wine festival tomorrow night. that's right. 30 samples of alaskan beer awaiting my consumption tomorrow. of course, that meant me being in the office today and possibly working 48 straight hours, but i'm optimistic it'll be worth it. 30 different beers. of course, there's more than 30, but the sampling limit is 30. and when you think of a sample, you may think "one ounce." not the case. at all. at least not in alaska where the beer is plentiful and the livers are parched. you get a 6-oz. sampling glass. that's potentially 180-oz of pure brewed bliss. i'll update you on the day after. :) drink water. drink waaaatttter. drink waaahhh. teeerrrr.