the lesser of two evils?

So McCain chose a woman for his VP. Of course she's an NRA card carrying, fishing, hunting crazy Alaskan anti-abortionist woman.
This is like a joke.
So Obama, people won't vote for him, because he's Black. Although I think he's wonderful. And, now, people WILL vote for this woman cause she's a former beauty queen and anti-abortionist. People have really great motivations for making dumb decisions. Of course McCain wants another young woman around to make him look good, because he's close to death and all.
People are craazzzzy.
For real.
I was watching the margaret cho show and I love her. She has a little midget assistant who is adorable and I want one too! I mean,
no, I don't need an assistant, plus I really don't need another short person around, i'm short enough.
So, pierre and i went on a crazy cleaning spree so the apt would look presentable when our landlord showed it. I frankly don't know why we care so much, because he's done major wrong by us, but I do think the respectful thing to do is to clean and make it look nice. This way he can be left to do all of the lying it will take to convince tenants that the situation is good and they should rent.
I think that we had a lesser of two evils situation ourselves.
Our neighbors are horrible, rude, harassing, lying people, and our landlords are wusses, so frankly, staying here with the noise and the dumb shits wouldn't have been smart. And our new place is lovely and quiet, and our new landlords seem nice and respectful.
Who knows.
But at least we're getting off of this busy road full of crazies.
Who knows what lies ahead?
I hope less stressful days.
I hate fighting w/my Pierre, and I hate being stressed because of dumb bullies who never grew up.

yenta diva on house hunters

OK, not really.
I'm not gonna be on the show.
But the man and I have had enough of the incessant neighbor drama, and the landlords don't understand the meaning of the word "no" or "cajones" or "integrity", so f em all. I'm done and I'm angry. I'm not good at being angry, but I do it just the same.
Because sometimes people do things to piss us off. Such is the way of the world. It reminds me of a wonderful poem that my friend Brady likes to recite.
I shall share it here for all the world to see
or not
hehehe

The Jerk
Hey you, dragging the halo-
how about a holiday in the islands of grief?

Tongue is the word I wish to have with you.
Your eyes are so blue they leak.

Your legs are longer than a prisoner's
last night on death row.
I'm filthier than the coal miner's bathtub
and nastier than the breath of Charles Bukowski.

You're a dirty little windshield.

I'm standing behind you on the subway,
hard as calculus. My breath
be sticking to your neck like graffiti.

I'm sitting opposite you in the bar,
waiting for you to uncross your boundaries.

I want to rip off your logic
and make passionate sense to you.

I want to ride in the swing of your hips.

My fingers will dig in you like quotation marks,
blazing your limbs into parts of speech.

But with me for a lover, you won't need
catastrophes. What attracted me in the first place
will ultimately make me resent you.

I'll start telling you lies,
and my lies will sparkle,
become the bad stars you chart your life by.

I'll stare at other women so blatantly
you'll hear my eyes peeling,

because sex with you is like Great Britain:
cold, groggy, and a little uptight.

Your bed is a big, soft calculator
where my problems multiply.

Your brain is a garage
I park my bullshit in, for free.

You're not really my new girlfriend,
just another flop sequel of the first one,
who was based on the true story of my mother.

You're so ugly I forgot how to spell.

I'll cheat on you like a ninth grade math test,
break your heart just for the sound it makes.

You're the 'this' we need to put an end to.
The more you apologize, the less I forgive you.

So how about it?

Jeffrey McDaniel

cuban petes

Hmmm
It's a restaurant in the town I live in.
It's cute. I went there with my friend Lisa tonight. It kind of looks and feels like disneyland. The food, not so brilliant. I think they expect you to overwhelmed by the ambiance and decor so you won't notice how underwhelmed you are with the food.
We had tapas and salad, and my goat cheese was stale. The tapas were ok, i mean, not thrilling, Chorizo you can't really mess that up. Service was good though. Very bland, I expected more spices and a little more finesse.
Step it up, petey! Come on now. Live up to your international fame of being an absinthe smuggler with a great restaurant!
ha.
Anyway.
Pierre is out playing D+D and I'm lonely. It's funny how you can miss people at the oddest times. Knowing that he's not here makes me feel weird.
How did I get like this?
I guess that's love for you.
Unpredictable and a bit lonely
but also nice i suppose . . .