Is almost over. Sure, I wanted Hillary to win the nomination, but I am just as happy with Obama. It's pretty cool to watch history unfold in front of you. But...can you say RFK? I'd be terrified if I was his wife. He'll probably need triple the Secret Service because of assasination worries. I just couldn't imagine what it would be like to know there is a large faction out there in the country that wants to see me brought down at all costs. Oh, and I am just going to think of Obama as our President starting now. I just don't understand John McCain. He is 71 years old. Why on earth would you want the worry of protecing the free world at that age? Can't he just go and be a bagger at the grocery store? WalMart greeter maybe? Jeez.
I have this issue with someone I know. She is not a friend, not an aquantiance, just someone I know. Her perfume is so strong that I can't breath around her. And its a weird scent, like pine on steriods. When I walk past a place she was once, it still lingers. Like walking through a forest. It's so strong! Does she think smelling like a pine tree is hot or something? It makes me want to cut down a tree, not save one, just to get away from the scent. Arrrrrrgh.
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