Sunday, January 6, 2008

Time Is Of Essence

"I trust time to to show me truth and that's all I trust time to do."

-Suicide Girl Bree

I know I swore off any discussion on the topic of politics. It's just that I'm growing damn curious as to how any of you see things. Are you for Obama? McCain? Hilary? What makes you vote for a certain someone? I'm serious in that I hate how ridiculous politics has become, whoever has the most money can actually be allowed to lead this country. Case in point: Our current idiot of a president that had Daddy buy him a seat.

The thing that annoys me is Hilary's need to get emotional about how badly she wants to rule/run the world. I've always wanted a strong leader, even if crying is okay in everyday life. It's just that I've always seen a leader as someone not using whining to get his/her way. Tell me why I should vote you in. Damn, I want strength. After the last 8 years, I'd just want someone that can talk correctly.

"Is our children learning?"

Guess who said that. It amazes me that a large amount of people follow Hilary only because of her husband. Rudy rides his fleeing popularity based on one thing, stupidity at placing a headquarters easy enough for terrorists to crash into. Obama is slightly catering to the religious nuts by carrying around a guy that somehow overcame his homosexuality. McCain wants to tell us that all the others are hypocrites but.........didn't he pretty much do a complete u-turn on what he once stood for? My guess is that anyone is better than Bush but, again, it's the lesser of 2 evils. I'm still an Obama man, man.

So, my question to you is whether you're gonna vote. Do you even understand politics? Does a sign that reads "Ron Paul" confuse you? It really is hard to gather when it comes to the information bombarded at you. All I know is I want someone that will keep religion out of his/her decisions, keep abortion legal, take us out of Iraq, tax the wealthy a bit more, create a fair tax system, unite nations, have the pharmaceutical industry held to higher standards all while making drugs more affordable, stop lobbying, order the lardasses to get up off their asses and workout, and tell everyone in Congress that there will be no health insurance for them until our country's is fixed. Is it possible?

What can I say? I spent the whole day dicking around. Aint that a stitch? I may have gone the usual gym-time route but then just lay around thinking. Some days, no matter how good the weather is, it's only worth it when the sun shines in.

I've dabbled around in the thoughts of why we sleep together again. It has to be more than just the sex and feeling of someone watching over you while you sleep. The only thing I could come up with is how Sara and I find ourselves talking more deeply right before we drift off. Right now, I miss that. I miss it a lot. Sometimes, things would drop right off into the weirdness category but then go right back into something more meaningful. How do I know when the conversation is over and done? My orders are to turn off the light. Not only am I sleeping near the window but I control the darkness.

I just cannot fathom sleeping alone. It's almost like the cruelest form for the lonely. You're there without a pair of knickers on and no one to feel you up. Well, it is nice to nod off while holding a nice pair of tits, at least to me. Somebody loves you in that pile of pillows. Make sure you grab them back because almost 3 years makes you realize how lucky you are.

Other than my meaningless jargon, I've dabbled in my Year In Review Entry located below. Added a few things and even corrected little mistakes. This was my first big entry for Blogger, something I did a lot of in my old blog. Those were the days, less tired and more care-free than the past few months. I still long to say, "I'm going outside to play without my pants on."

So, you can take this as it is all while reading my additions to my Year In Review. It's obvious I feel kind of empty inside. Warm days like this mean more when you're curled up with someone. Happy twats all around.

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