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She blinded him with whiteness - 2008-07-25
Where'd I go? I was here a minute ago. - 2008-07-23
The Dented and the Demented - 2008-07-22
Mazdas and Mothers in Law - 2008-07-21
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1:15 p.m. - 2008-03-14
One of those random entries

Dear Lord,

I so badly want my candidate to win. I am sick of power tripping men following their inflated …um…egos to lead our country into ruin. I'd like someone who understands the aggravation of a bra and her period and the physically hideous yet wonderfully soul stretching experience of giving birth. Of those things compassion is learned and remembered. I want someone who knows what it's like to have her voice ignored while the men around her snigger about her boobs and guffaw over whether they can score one off her. I want a leader who's put her feet in the stirrups and scooched down and had an ice cold speculum inserted and cranked wide. I want someone in the White House who's known the most scorching humiliation anyone can live through and has the guts and the grit to face down the smirking world and get on with her life. I want someone who has raised a child to be brave, smart, strong and successful and not a bubbleheaded twit in flip-flops. I want a candidate who actually is one of the majority. A majority of citizens who've been made to feel as though we're invisible and our superior numbers do not count. This majority of citizens who've been beaten, raped, dismissed, sold as property, ground down and told we are 'the weaker sex' for all of our lives and yet here we are- a solid 53% of this country's population and it's about goddamn time one of us runs the show.

Thanks, ~LA

It's how I feel and I'm not asking anyone to agree with me, change their minds about their chosen candidate, or give me a rash of shit about why you hate Hillary. Give someone else your oh-so-important observations and hysteric nonsense because I don't give a rap about why you hate someone, okay? My diary. My rules. MY thoughts about MY candidate.

So far all my friends have each come up a different fruit. Together we are Carmen Miranda's hat!

You Are a Pear

You are independent, intelligent, and a free thinker. You can accomplish great things, especially when you do them on your own. You are direct, honest, and sometimes even a bit brutal. There's not much that gets in the way of you and your ambition. While you are hard nosed, you do have a much sweeter side to you. It takes times for you to soften toward someone, but once you do, you'll be their friend for life.

And this one not because it's any kind of revelation, I just like the pic.

You and Your Mom Are Completely Different

At times, it seems like you and your mom aren't even related. You often wonder how two people from the same family can be so different. As the saying goes... you can pick your friends, but not your relatives.

Mick got paid this morning and I am gleefully planning on wild sprees to exotic places like the clinic to finally get my waaaaay lapsed prescription re-issued and then off to Sam's to get my pills and buy wickedly extravagant stuff like milk and eggs.

Never kid yourselves that this old lady doesn't know how to party.

Jonesing for bupropion and groceries, ~LA

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