Good lord, dear reader…today was non-stop.  Last night was no picnic either.  But I got through it, got everything done.  Didn’t write shit.  No, wait…that’s not true…I wrote a couple hundred words in the car.  I got pissed off at politics and instituted a personal policy that if you text my fucking phone with political bullshit, I automatically vote against whatever it is you’re pushing.  Which is unfortunate, because there is one particular proposition that I was in favor of and was going to vote for, but I’ve now gotten two texts from people I don’t know, to whom I did not give my number, encouraging me to vote for this proposition.  But now?  Nope.  Fuck ’em.  I don’t have a dog in the fight, really, so I can easily throw my support behind the opposition.  And I don’t even like the opposition.  But the opposition hasn’t unsolicitedly texted me.  If they do, and both parties have overstepped, I won’t vote on it at all.  Uncivicly dickish, I know.  But there are boundaries, dammit.

N.P.: “Shot in the Dark” – AC/DC