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i woke up yesterday more inclined to vote 08ama than hillary. perhaps it's b/c 08ama's a white man and hillary's a lady, but it prolly has to do more with the guy who's not too black rolling into kenya last year, criticizing the government for rampant corruption, and then being dismissed by some gov't spokesman - no doubt beholden to a large belly - as but a marginal legislator. it'd be funny if that junior senator was the potus a mere two years later, non? but that was yesterday, before the oscars. after the oscars i switched my vote to hillary. did you see her onstage, rocking that guitar? and she even won an oscar?



man, i hope she wins the presidency, if only b/c i might get invited to a camp david retreat. i'll bring my guitar, she'll bring hers, and billy will bring his sax. plus, there'll be lots of jewish girls loitering about, and i like the jewish girls..

fuck, it's cold. oshili. i totally wasn't in africa this time last year complaining about hot it was, either. oshoshili. seriously, i've been wearing a scarf the past few days, which is something i never do. unless, of course, some girl has sexually ravaged visible parts of my body and i don't feel like explaining the open status of my relationship to my family over xmas dinner. preemptive spite get-downs are all the rage... but for really, it feels like -25° outside right now; i spoke earlier with someone in namibia who said it was 35° there. that's a 60° difference, celsius! oi/vey. hot - or rather, not cold - and i had a job. you never know what you have till it's gone...