Mood: Cynical
Drinking: Tea
I’m so sick of all the politics. From both sides. From all sides!
Let’s just get this goddamn election over with already.
I’m too beaten down to feel any real sense of hope — I’m ashamed and disappointed and disillusioned by my fellow countrymen these last interminable eight years.
I want change I can believe in and I want to believe in change, but it seems things just keep changing for the worse.
My only comfort comes from the fact that I live in San Francisco. In this beautiful tiny bubble of reason.
Enough with the rhetoric and the conventions and the posturing and the mudslinging and the insane woman with her silly glasses and fussy hair.
I’m over it…
Miz Dooce speaks with much more eloquence on her blog today than I could at the moment. All I can come up with is, “Suck it, Palin!” And that’s just sad. So I’ll just send you over to Dooce and tell you that if I were better at being coherent about these sorts of things, that’s EXACTLY what I would have said.
And after that, please enjoy this amusing aside from my lovely friend G about the albino turtle.
-Lo, who loves her country, but wants to smack its bitch up sometimes.
LaDonnaWitmer 