we put together the baby's room yesterday afternoon, and then i had a complete kitchen meltdown. i tried to make a roast with potatoes, carrots and onions, but there wasn't enough liquid to cook the vegetables in, and they just dried out. let me assure you, you cannot boil predried potatoes or carrots until they become tender. i have tried. it sucked.
one of the dogs picked up a squirrel corpse last week, and since then, i have to hold them away from the place it has been decomposing away. now it's supposed to get cold again after a weekend of shorts weather. this squirrel's going to be here till june.
that bastard's down to 30% approval. 30%! russ feingold wants to "censure" the president; i say we ride his ass out of town on a rail. thirty percent is a failing grade, period. given the partisan state of the union these days, fifty-one seems pretty damned good, but thirty is still piss-poor.
can we get some lobbying reform already? it sure seemed like a big deal for a minute there, but now that they've managed to shut abramhoff up, no one remembers. again, we're stymied on making any real and meaningful change by the shortness of the american attention span and the willingness to sweep all evil deeds under the rug that runs rampant in the republikkkan party.
my coffee tastes like soap. i haven't washed my mug in a week. i blame the religious right, trying to clean up my language. fuckin' assholes.
fuck frist. (that looks really dirty.)
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