This here internet sure is fancy. I just got an email directly from Barack Obama. He wrote it himself and addressed it to me specifically. Then, you won't believe this, his WIFE wrote me one too. Just me. They must have talked about me all night. Saying "That Erin Morgan, she really has some pull in that newly swinging state, Indiana. We should both send her a personal email."
Come on guys. Do you think I'm F-ing retarded. I'm already voting for Barack. You don't have to insult me with the faux personal emails like amazon.com does... As if I would really vote Palin into office and watch her club baby seals on her free weekends. I've noticed new signs lately that just say "SARAH!!" I imagine people putting them in their yards thinking "cool! my name is Sarah too! She has cool eye glasses." Then, on their way to grab dinner for the fam at McDonalds, they scoot over to the Greenwood Park Mall and buy a cheap ass rhinestone "S" necklace from Claire's.
That Claire's place is a panic attack waiting to happen. Last time I went in there looking for halloween costume accessories I was nearly prosecuted for shoplifting because all sorts of crap got caught and hung on my sweater as I tried to squeeze through a Hannah Montana wig display. Sweating profusely, my senses drowned by the sound of The PussyCat Dolls... fight or flight kicks in... I drop everything and run.
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