A message for you two…
No one wants to hear the attack ads. We are tired of the castigations and the half-truths and all that BS. Can you two just shut up for one day and run a reasonably clean campaign without resorting to the ‘I’m better than you’ crap?
Time to enjoy the largest celebration of cryptochridism… Happy New Year, everyone!
To all those who read this,
It’s Xmas morning, and right now I just want to flip off the nice sunny (albeit brisk) morning brewing outside. My lazy-ass mom (who I visit for the holidays) is hollering to have shit hauled out to an already brimming over trash can after being force to wrap various little chotchkeys, my stepfather is doing what he does best, slaying in bed making Terri Schaivo impressions (though looking strangely like Saddam Hussein in the process), and his home health aide is doing her best to be blissfully unaware.
In a few hours, the relatives are all coming over. There’s the aunt and uncle from Ohio who’s two oldest kids keep overtly trying to bring me back to that fucking fraud ‘Jesus’, along with (hopefully) the 3 younger ones only; the other, more local aunt and uncle who bitch at each other and their two little hellraisers; my stepfather’s mom who’s coping mechanism is obviously busted, and all the drama associated thereof.
The last few years, the one good thing about this day (presents (sorry, but in my family, the phrase ‘Better to give than to receive’ has been proven quite false)) has to be orchestrated several months in advance, not at all unlike what takes place in the Philippines. As they string up lights in the Mall of Asia, I start leaving ideas around. By the time Columbus Day (Canadian Turkey Day) rolls around, they either know what I want, or I’m getting clothes (which I’m pretty sure I have more of than Imelda Marcos).
Well, the sounds of all the Xmas cheer (not to mention holiday noise from the radio) is coming in the room, so I’m going to put on some real music before I go all emo on the family.
MERRY FUCKING XMAS AND A HAPPY FUCKING NEW YEAR! (*shudder* can’t believe that’s coming up…)
Looks like the former Arkansas Governor failed to heed the advice given to Mitt Romney. One more example of why the liberals will take back what is rightfully theirs from the conservatives.
STOP TALKING ABOUT RELIGION YOU DOUCHE, AND PULL OUT OF THE PRESIDENTIAL RACE WHILE YOU HAVE SOME FREAKING DIGNITY!!! You may have been a halfway decent governor according to some people, but your incessant need to dodge and selectively talk about your Mormon faith is effectively shanking your campaign more efficiently than a murderer does in a child molester behind bars. Recent polling has shown that Americans DO NOT want a member of the LDS church in the White House. Nothing personal man, you just picked the wrong freaking race to run at the wrong freaking time.
In closing, SHUT UP AND PULL OUT OF THE RACE!!!
A while back I made a prediction as to who will win the race to become the next American President in 2008. Allow me to refine that as I left some slots vacant
Prediction: Hillary Clinton and either Barack Obama or Bill Richardson defeat anyone the Republicans throw at them.
Xmas shopping should be done at night time if you are planning to do it all at that place. About the only hazards you have are crates of products restocking, Floor buffers drag-stripping down the main aisles, and the nagging sound of your own fatigue.
On the plus side, I got home and was able to test out Windows Live Writer (works great w/ WordPress at present).
*: Name censored to prevent trademark lawsuit
Not because of the frankenturkey and such, but because of the psychotic parents on a bender. At least Xmas you get presents and shit. BAH!
Here’s some random webshit, byotches. After all the teacher is just reviewing and shit, might as well do something while the teacher talks (don’t worry people, I keep a tape recorder when this happens).
Today was a freaking hectic day today. It rained all morning. Halfway through my aerobic kickboxing class in the college, the power cuts out at the substation and people freak. Power was out at campus for an hour, but as a result, all 2 of my PE classes are cancelled. So I’m basically bored until this class starts at 6pm.
Now I’m struggling to stay awake. Bah!
Damn… a chance to freaking unwind….