Menses just commenced. It's 1:14 AM. I was asleep. That felt good. At 12:24, I popped up. I think I'm awake, maybe awakeish is more accurate. I'm always surprised when those handy-soapy-foamy-bottles run out of soap. For some lame ass reason, it never occurs to me that they ever will. They feel so lifetime supply , even though the bottles aren't more than 8 inches tall. Similarly, when I flip on a light switch and the light flickers to its death, I think "Now what?" Duh, schmuckette, you change the fucking light bulb . Intellectually, I know this, yet for some odd reason, it never comes to mind. In fact, a few years ago, my mother walked into my house and said, "Why aren't the lights working?" I said "I don't know, I flick the switch and they don't work." After a fit of uproarious laughter, she said, "Would it kill you to change the light bulb?” Hmmm. "No", I shamefully responded. I wonder why... it is that I hav
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That said I do not love Obama either.
Oy.
Oy. Veh.
The Canadian thing? Ha! I just went through quite the Customs examination in Detroit because I am a fortyish, clean-shaven Canadian male - hence an international paedophile, apparently.
See my penultimate post.
To strike the provisions providing immunity from civil liability to electronic communication service providers for certain assistance provided to the Government.
Not Voting - 2
Clinton (D-NY)
Graham (R-SC)
YEA
Obama (D-IL), Yea
--Defender of my rights bullshit. She has pissed me off now to the point I will be doing whatever I can to push her out (in my small way).
JDC