Hey, you know how from time to time I update, just saying "I need to update this thing more?" This isn't one of those times. I'm actually going to fucking update.

This week brings about Thanksgiving. I'll get to go home and see a good deal of the family and a bunch of friends for several days. It should be pretty sweet. I have a lot to be thankful for.

So, in the true spirit of Thanksgiving, I figured I'd hold another "airing of grievances" about all the shit that pisses me off.

First off--the vending machines. Yes, I know I've written about this before and I don't mean to dwell on it, but there's breaking news. The price for the 20-ounce bottles has been jacked up from 1 dollar to $1.10. What's that all about? This only intensifies my war on plastic bottles. There's another room you can go into where 12-ounce cans are 55 cents. Figure the math out. You can now get 24 ounces in cans for the same prize as 20 ounces in a bottle. A plastic fucking bottle. Listen up, you pretentious bitch, I would much rather drink out of a can than a plastic bottle to begin with, maybe to the point where I'd pay a few more cents to do so. But you're going to tell me I should pay more to drink out of a plastic bottle? Are you fucking kidding me? Suck it.

Moving on--maternity leave. Women think they can just go out and get pregnant and the company will not only let them have time off, they'll actually pay for it. What? I get two fucking weeks of vacation. Smart women know how to work the system, getting themselves knocked up yearly to steal another six weeks of vacation. Then, they can just put their kids up for adoption. Normally a celebrity adopts them, or even gives them some money. This practice cannot be allowed to continue. Women need to realize that they are being selfish by taking time off to give birth and be with their kids. You wanna have kids? Fine. Use vacation time and sick days, missy.

Tofu, fuck you. Listen, people--this is especially appropriate with Thanksgiving approaching--eat some goddamned meat. I mean, there's dead deer all over the place. Why? Because of a bunch of sissy vegetarians who refuse to do their civil-duty and kill some fucking animals. Put the vegetarian meal away (especially if Paul McCartney's ex had anything to do with it) and bite into some meat.

As much as I hate elections, what has gone on after is almost as disgusting. Did you hear how badly Republicans and Democrats gave it to each other before the election? And now that the Dems won a Washington majority, they're going to "work together." All those nasty things people said were apparently said in jest, because afterwards, people like President Bush say stuff like, 'oh, the Dems won't really allow terrorists to seize control. I just said that to get my party votes. Fuck me.' And people like Nancy Pelosi retract their statements about Bush being incompetent and say they look forward to working with him. Listen, people, this isn't supposed to be a boxing match, where you try to build hype to make more money. This is our fucking country. If you don't mean something, don't say it leading up to the election. If you really did mean it, don't back down. Sack up, Nancy.

On that note, I've given you all something to be thankful for this turkey day--another blog entry. Give thanks, bitches.