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Okay, I'm not going to be sitting around on here tomorrow, since I have to work, it turns out. My supervisor had to go to the hospital for some respiratory thing, so I will fill in for him tomorrow.

I was going to try and write a Blog here tomorrow for every person on my Friends list, what I like about all of you all, thankful for etc. etc. Which prob woulda been IMPOSSIBLE, but anyway, now I really won't have time to write all that... but maybe I can get to it in doses soon, anyway, since... well, I don't blog much nowadays, eh?

I was going to tell all of you to shop at Walmart on Friday, since the American Family Association was going to boycott them that day since Walmart contributed money to a couple of gay/ lesbian rights causes.... but now Walmart has semi-caved, issuing some half-assed statement that they will try to stay away from controversy, and the AFA has cancelled its boycott. So now, instead, I urge you- please KILL a member of the American Family Association. Kill them, in cold blood. All 23 of them, if possible. Use a gun. Or fork. Or tractor. Whatever you have at hand. Kill them, and kill their fucking "family". Please. Do it for me. And the gays. And Jesus- he'd want you to, too. Thank you.

Hopefully, on Friday, I will have tales of making killer mashed potatoes, dinner-partying with philippetheotter and neighbors, Marion Barber III getting points for me in fantasy football, listening to library CDs at work, and completing a four-star-level sudoku puzzle. Hopefully, you all will have tales of the dead AFA members. See you then. Enjoy, darlings.