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Smartelics

Today I'm thankful for those smartelics that make life fun.   

Superstition

Today, I express my gratitude for superstitious people because they are so very easy to control.    You know, the kind of people who freak out when you wear a pentagram and put a camp stove on your kitchen table.  All you have to do is dress in black, pile on the mascara, burn some incense and they freak out at their perception of your personal power.  When they mess up their own lives due to their stupidity, they give you the credit and become very afraid of you.  Boo!!  Ha!  That was fun...let me say it again... Boo!!  Maybe I need a black cat to complete my fear mongering image.  Oh...this is fun.  Love, S.  

Taxes, Goddess Food and Men

Today I am disappointed in the local government for deciding to tax Goddess Food.  Yep...they are taxing chocolate.  Chocolate has been my main source of oxytocin for the past twelve years.  But...alas...perhaps it will be much cheaper to find a friend.  So...today, I will say that I am grateful for my future love.    Chocolate is also how I color my hair to hide the red. This is what I get for not keeping tabs on the tax n' spend weirdos.  They can look forward to seeing my blazing red-hair hounding them every other week until I find someone something better to do.  Love ya, S. 

Thankful for Sights NOT Seen

Okay....I'm going to start blogging to counteract the Negative Nellies, Debbie Downers, and Flat Willies hanging around me. I tend to whine alot. I'm actually well known for criticizing politicians and complaining about how they waste our dough which, according to the law of attraction, means I may be responsible for them making even worse decisions and breaking the budgets of the families in my city. So...on the advice of a spiritual advisor... I'm going to try to find something positive to say every day. And today, I am really, really, really, super, duper grateful that I wasn't in Rice-a-Roni-land to get an eye full of this: Someone get that kid some therapy. Love ya, Siegfred Okay...Okay...I'll do better tomorrow.  I promise.