With fingernails that shine like justice...

and a voice that is dark like tinted glass, she is fast, thorough and sharp as a tack. She is touring the facility and picking up slack...

Monday, September 05, 2005

I have been unable to post anything of a political nature lately. Because I'm sick. Just sick. My heart is broken.

I only wish that there was something more I could do. I've sent the measly *amount I could scrape, I've called for heads to roll, I've vowed to vote my conscience, I've cried...what am I supposed to do now? How can I help? What do I have to offer? How will this ever be right?

If you can give, please, please do it. Now.

*Hubs said stating the amount was in bad taste, I agreed and changed it.