Life continues here in my world.
The sun was shining for nearly the whole afternoon today. People couldn't stop talking about it at the airport. That's how depressing working at an airport during the winter is. Take it.
I think I might kill myself before I even get the chance to vote. Seriously, Hilary Clinton is a cunt, That's right kids, a cunt. It's like how a dog can sense evil, something about her just makes the hair on my back rise. Shit, I don't even know anymore. My hand votes for Obama(John Edwards as a running mate?) but my body, my body's telling me "Yes, vote for Ron Paul!" Personally, I don't see anything wrong with a little crossin' party lines...
www.ronpaul2008.com
A fucking sports announcer dies in Pittsburgh, and you'd think they were having a funeral for a head of state. Christ.
Living arrangements are always changing.
The Bin Fairy provided me with a March 2008 Playboy. Playboy needs more genitalia. I like my pornography to really, really objectify and degrade women, and Playboy just don't cut it in my book, but shit, it was free, so like, whatever, you know?
For a money makin' playa who ain't with us no mo'!-BK
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