http://news.yahoo.com/news?tmpl=story&cid=578&u=/nm/20051115/ts_nm/mideast_dc_8

I think the headline should be, "Rice snaggles to reach Gaza deal" instead of Rice haggles to reach Gaza deal". Snaggles because of her teeth. One of the most powerful women in the world and she didn't even get braces. I'm actually screaming this in my head, although when typing it seems normal. think about it. i haven't.

but seriously, condi needs orthadontia. get those gaps fixed.

if any of you know her, please let her know my thoughts, the next time you see her.

now i'm not one to judge, but she may want to consider a new hairstyle too. All i'm saying is, "Get rid of the 'That Girl' flip!"

enough about her so in; four, three, two, one and then to me.

so i've been thinking about getting my uterus scraped. not really, i don't have a uterus.

i used to like csi: miami, but now i don't, yet i won't get up to change the channel. the acting is just so bad. so overdone, so melodramatic...

...so batman. not the movie, but the television series. you know with the "Crash, Pow Bam!"'s kind of overacting bad.

if i would only get my fat ass up, i could change the channel, but it's like i'm stuck in the chair and can't get up.

suzi kwan.

hong chong, ding dong.

so i'll be getting a coupon for a free pack of glad trashbags, just like i said i would. i contacted them via their website, explained the rip in the side issue, and said something about how much i love using glad trashbags, and received an apology via e-mail with the promise of the coupon. i've saved the e-mail in case i don't have the coupon within about seven business days, i'll contact them again with the e-mail for proof of the free coupon.

i think i'll switch back the the glad force flex. granted they're not as tear proof as stated on television in their ads because my fingers have ripped them before when taking out the trash (yakaty yak. don't talk back). but at least the sides don't tear out of them.

so a lot has happened in the last few minutes. i peed, and then since my fat ass was up, i put in strangers with candy. but now i'm back in school and though the faces may have changed. the hassles are just the same.

listen sir fags a lot. your jinx cannot touch me.

i got some pictures back of my cats, the boys: remingtons, maxwells, cosmos, and ozs.

"do i know you? are you a cop?

no we had sex in the back of my cab.

there must be some mistake. i feel fine. other than the burning sensation and discharge.

cab drivers."

now that's some funny shit. i don't care who you are. the do i know you part through drivers.

well, it's some funny shit unless you're somebody who you know who you know who you are.

ozs wass havings troubles withs as furballs.

i got up off of my fatass, again, to make sure hes wass okays.

suzi kwan.

hong kong, ding dong.

do a lot of people die of the syphylis?

historically it's right up there with the germans. who wiped out the roman olives. in fact, rumor has it that fidel castro dressed up as marilyn monroe and infected president kennedy with a case of syphylis so bad, it eventually blew out the back of his head.

i'm laughing so hard right now. this damn show cracks me up.

suzi kwan eats wice a woni. the san fwansico tweat.

i wonder if she races her hand down a wall saying, "fasta, fasta!" with her tiny little sloped eyes opening as widely as they could, to say it.

probably not.

showers, rains, snows, sleets, and hails. things things will fall from the sky. fall from the sky. fall from the sky. and then it will stop. and the sun will shine again. shine again. shine again. and the sun will shine again and chase a cloudy day away.

use that if you need it. for a poem, a song, or an eraser.

it's just me trying to bring some light into a very dark world and that's why i penned that little diddy about the showers, rains...

there was a loud talker at toysrus today. she was really irritating me with her loud talk. i know you're thinking, maybe she was hard of hearing. well, i don't think so. i looked at her ears to see if she had hearing aids and i didn't see any. so either learn what your inside voice is bitch or stay the hell home.

so let's add loud talkers to my list of dislikes. and just because i dislike loud talkers doesn't mean i like soft talkers either. they piss me off too.

you know not everyone in the store, toysrus, needed to know she was there. bitch.

well i need a snack so i'm going for now.