Well, my voter registration card goes out in the mail tomorrow. Everybody happy now? I swear, though, if I get called in for jury duty during finals week I’m going to take it out on all your asses.
Oh, and in light of the recent “we hate PC speak but the rules, as usual, are different for us” conservative diatribe about a certain q-word being used to describe the situation in Haliburtonland (formerly Iraq), and now this bullshit about Sunday’s Doonesbury, allow me to just say a little something here:
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Looks like I may be becoming the new Gertrude Stein here.