Thank you all for your good wishes. You guys are aweshum.
Anyway, the big deal all over my friends list seems to be that the Republic of Gilead has decreed that all breeding cattle—I mean, women of childbearing age—are
pre-pregnant. Now, I'm not American and I'm a
dirty Jew* (although not a
demographic threat), so I'm not at immediate risk of becoming a walking incubator, but...hot damn, fetuspeople! I've been a non-smoker for about five years but this makes me wish I had a cigarette to go along with my morning coffee. Were I not a bit undecided on the parent issue** I'd start immediately on the task of making my body as inhospitable to blastocysts as possible just to spite 'em.***
In a few hours, there will be
a debate in Parliament about Canada's role in Afghanistan. This announcement took the opposition parties by surprise (since I guess they thought that Dear Leader Jr. wouldn't be having debates anymore) and
they haven't actually formulated positions or anything. Go, opposition! Way to, like, represent public opinion and stuff.
Here's an idea: Why don't we not fight Bush's wars for him and maybe he won't have so many.
* It's particularly funny because WorldNet Daily is always accusing everyone else of anti-Semitism. I love it when the Right Godwins itself.
** I think I would make a shitty parent, but I haven't ruled out the option entirely.
*** Actually, I have that well under control without the smoking. Those of us with presumably functional girly-bits are advised to avoid contact with cat feces. As many of you have pointed out, this means that it's a man's job to scoop the litter box, but we don't always have one of those around the house. I'm glad my kitties are helping me subvert the American Taliban!