...that would be me. I felt the black cloud when I opened my eyes this morning. I had imagined this scenario, but frankly had preferred to spend more time contemplating the numerous other outcomes that could have been better. It's a sober day.
At lunch today, I went out and did some consolation retail therapy. Bought three CDs that seemed to fit the coming days: Black Sabbath's "Paranoid," Metallica's Black Album, and "OK Computer" (Radiohead). The latter has a song called "Electioneering." ha....ha...
I hereby decree a first class pity party and intermittant drunken binge for the balance of the week. Then it's back to the tough work ahead.
Hey I just had to post a comment to see what it felt like! Well, now that I'm here: that was a grim and very loud primal scream you emitted on the black dawn ushering in the horror of the next 4 years. However! Let me offer you this little gem, this twist, this golden ray -- a way to think of things so that you can once again see hope and feel the world improve a little bit every day:
Uhh ... I can't think of anything. Never mind.
AAAAAAAAAAAAA.......
There, there. At least we still have the fruits of the vine to console us. Until the Reign of Terror pinheads in DC decide to bring back prohibition.
Gee, that didn't help much, did it?