i feel how sarah palin must feel when she drinks a cup of hot tea and thinks about her next move.

my mom and dad are downstairs and i'm not, they are fighting and laughing and being vicious back and forth. when I was 8 it was like this, but i had my forehead glued to the balcony dowels and thought it better entertainment than nickelodeon. whatever, they will be okay, they will be whole, real people when it all congeals-- and i am always in support of a whole real person.

i am going back to new orleans with bells on and can't wait. lord knows what then.