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We have only this moment, sparkling like a star in our hand . . . and melting like a snowflake. Let us use it before it is too late.-Maire Edith Beynon 11-07-00 here I am getting ready to whine about the Packers, thinking they lost, because I turned off the TV 8 seconds before the game ended, because the Vikings had a locked-in win with an easy field goal. and I get so crazy and worked up that if I watch one more second of their moronic plays, I will end up breaking something. but as it turns out, minnesota FUCKS UP THE FIELD GOAL and the packers win in a crazy last minute play in overtime. GOD DAMN IT. I miss all the good shit because I'm such an asshole. but the pack won and I am so happy because we beat MINNESOTA HA HA TAKE THAT YOU DIRTY BASTARDS and i hate randy moss. i leave for AZ on Wed and I am not packed and I have no clean clothes and I have gotten zero of the things I needed to do done. because of this sickness and because I'm a lazy bastard. so tomorrow is like crazy super busy day, what with working and voting and packing and cleaning and shopping and washing and fucking and singing and driving. did I say washing? I didn't mean washing. haha. the fucking part, too. I didn't mean that either. I won't be fucking. i have penicillin for my STREP THROAT and gina says it will give me yeast infections. GREAT. just great. to get rid of my miserable sickness I have to get goddamned yeast infections? fuck you. that's what I say. so seriously, bush won't win. he won't. he can't. no, I say. NO. people are IDIOTS and if he wins this country is nothing but IDIOTS and they get what they deserve and I'm moving to goddamned canada. I am tired and I need to go to bed and I am so happy the packers won and I love my kitties and I can't wait for arizona and I love pier 1 and I marry thom yorke right now.
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