Today was a very disappointing day. I found out that I was put off again for James Baker again in the morning...that makes me frustrated; and, that George W. Bush the living slime mold is most likely going to be El Presidente now that he has 25 electorals under his smirk.

Ah well, farewell to abortion. Cheer or boo as needed. I will do my damnedest to try and capitalize off of all of the newly born stupid children. I wonder exactly how many check cashing services I can open up before they all get their first jobs?

Ahh well, to make matters worse I wrote a shitty attack poem. It isn't that bad, its just I wish I didn't have to write it.