that’s where we might as well move. i couldn’t bear to watch the results tonight. i looked at them briefly at about 10 o’clock and they were predicting a win for hillary in ohio and i decided that maybe it could change. i thought about that night several years ago when i worked for that political consulting firm in LA, and we were all in a bar in sacramento watching the election results and they said gore won, and then they said bush won, and it kept going on like that, and finally they said gore won, and the one guy at the firm who is a CRAZY repulican stormed out and went to bed. but look what happened there.
so i figured that tonight they needed to keep counting those ohio votes. but i keep having bad feelings about hillary’s vicious and relentless attacks and lies and her manic laughter. i finally turned it back on just now, and thank god i missed her victory speech. but now they’re saying it’s too close to call in texas, that the results of the total delegates won’t be clear until SATURDAY or maybe EVEN LATER, and that obama could end up with more delegates from this whole mess, but hillary will just keep DECLARING VICTORY anyway. and of course she’s going to hang on in the race, and VERY STUPID PEOPLE will believe all her venom that she just keeps spewing like some wild ATTACK DOG.
i can’t stand it, and that’s why i think it is best that we move to france. the only problem is that we can’t fly to france with mollie, so we’ll have to sail to france. which would actually be just fine with me, because i’ve always had a desire to sail across the ocean. i’m not sure how the kitties will enjoy the ride. i don’t know what they do about pets on cruise ships, but i fear that they won’t all get to sleep in our bed with us. not that honey would be agreeable to that anyway.
i’m going to bed. i don’t think i’m going to get up and obsessively read all the stories in the morning.
france. bonjour, france. i need a croissant.
ok then,
grace.