10 December 2007


Not since I was 15 years old, have I wished for a year to pass quickly more.

Will someone (excuse me, Mr. Kennedy?) please sacrifice their career on the altar of all that's good and pure in this country and call for a fricking impeachment already? If nothing else, to show the rest of the world that we don't stand behind this Idiot King whose Daddy bought him a presidency.

But, I guess, we're just stuck white-knuckling it through the next year.

01.20.09..... I've always wanted a tattoo. This very well may be it.

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