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Tomorrow, and indeed all through the weekend, here in Reading Pa we have our WW2 Days. They fly around a bunch of old planes, get drunk and talk about how we slaughtered so many people with such ease that we should all be so proud of ourselves and blah blah blah...

I HATE MYSELF FOR LOVING YOU
Joan Jett

Midnight, gettin' uptight. Where are you?
You said you'd meet me, now it's quarter to two
I know I'm hangin' but I'm still wantin' you.

Hey, Jack, It's a fact they're talkin' in town.
I turn my back and you're messin' around.
I'm not really jealous, don't like lookin' like a clown.

I think of you ev'ry night and day.

Ok..

Elliot Spitzer resigns, as well as Admiral William Fallon. Geraldine Ferraro says some stupid shit... but still, she may just be right. Ugh...

As far as you are concerned, and "...for your eyes only" and in "...mine eyes have seen the coming of the lord", I am sure I am nothing but a motherfucking sell out at this point now that I am about to tell you my true feelings which are...