Today totally sucked. Not because I was nursing a hangover like most of the rest of the world (I almost wish I had been...) but because this stupid fucking idiot assisstant manager at Wilson's makes me want to shoot someone. Mostly her.

This is why I got a playstation, so I could kill people in an acceptable manner...

Last night was pretty fun though. I went to a lockin at a church, and I know that makes me lame, but I'm sort of ok with that. I've really had enough heavy drinking for awhile. Sometimes its nice to remember what happened on your birthday. Sometimes not, but sometimes yes.

My step-sister had her baby finally. In case you missed it, just turned 18, she's dropped out of high school and works at wal-mart. The baby's dad (her boyfriend) is 25, like $20,ooo in debt and has not job. WINNERS!! I went to see the baby, and a couple of minorly distressing things happened: 1) I got sort of maternal, which freaked me out, and 2) I got really fucking scared. This kid doesn't stand a fucking chance, and Angela is so stupid and wouldn't give her up for adoption. So now there is a little girl named Keara in the world, who will someday have a favorite food and color and will have interests and has the possibility of having so much potential, and my step sister is flushing all that down the toilet. Its really really fucking depressing.....and I guess I don't even know what more to say about it. I'm trying to remain optimistic, but it kind of isn't working.

In other news, I'm excited about the caucus. GO OBAMA!! Sara Lamb and I are making cookies tomorrow, its gonna be awesome, and if you feel like coming, you should. I'm figuring its gonna be like a big party. And who doesn't like a big party with Obama cookies?? No one. duh.