Do I have that song by craptastic Christian rock/crossover sensation Jars of Clay stuck in my head? Blech.

I am writing a very dirty, porny story right now. Be afraid, carolinecrane and nekosmuse because I'm combining requests from each of you into one porntastic venture. I gave justmightbe a brief outline and she was most pleased.

Heh.

Tonight, my brother invited me over for dinner and to watch some baseball. Then I'm going to see The Mom who has returned from her vacation and is PISSED OFF about my stepbrother. Even moreso because she realized he had stolen her diamond earrings and sapphire ring before we realized he'd been in the house. So, I'm going to be out of contact until late.

My stepmother has never struck me as one to be politcally active, but she's all worked up for the November election and "voting that bastard out of office."

Now, what got her all worked up was the fact that she can't smoke on a public sidewalk in front of her work any more and "I'll tell you, Leah, one minute it's gay marriage, the next is smoking. When is it going to stop?"

Heh.