The monkeys have eaten my brains...

Too many mornings being greeted by yet another description of how same-sex marriage is tearing apart the fabric of our society; OR another caller on a radio program talking about the violence in The Passion of Christ; "Now, if people would read their Bible..." Yes, there's a splatter film, right there in 2nd Corinthians. Check it out! These things have eaten away at my sanity. I have no capability for rational discourse on the subjects anymore, only my deep well of frustration. There is no Dana, only Zuul.

Traffic was greatly of the suck this morning. There was a fairly serious accident, and traffic slowing halfway down the 5. That's not so bad, but the initial screeching braking halt with the van that nearly plowed into me-- that had me a little rattled.

I've been very good about sugar lately, but this morning I want a maple dip. Damn you Canadians and your maple! Is this your evil retaliation for our reclaiming the sunshine? Fie, you blackhearted scoundrels!

I have the misfortune of having the song "Spankmaster" by Kool Keith stuck in my head. It's been there for a few days. I'm hoping to shake it out with a little Pretenders. *crossing fingers*

Squee!

"Things have been quiet on the Polly-front for a few months now, but we delighted
to inform you that it looks like some live dates are on the horizon and there's
also talk of a new album this year. P J Harvey has just confirmed a show at The Zenith in Paris on June 23rd."

Oh Polly, come to SoCal! Please oh please oh please! I'll drive to LA to see you, I mean it!

*sigh*