Black Guy vs Old Guy

Black Guy wins?

In this age old battle, one man fights against oppression, gathering his army from all corners of his country to meet his oldest foe. They glared at each other and flung their battle axes far and wide. The foe bought out his secret weapon, the Harlot, many were wooed at first by her charms. But on that last day of battle, it seemed it would go on forever, thunder and lighting clapped around them, warriors fell on both sides, only one man could win, only one man could raise his blue flag high. And it was the minority that won, the colored man with the Muslim name, Obama the new president elect of the USA. A new era is born. Lol, that was a terrible analogy.

Anyway, I'm not much into my politics or elections. Seriously, I'm even not considering voting in my own country this year. But I couldn't help but be drawn into all the hype of the American election this time round. I think its due to just that, the fact that the media got so worked up, that this one was different. All the same its all over for now. And we shall watch Americas new president with great anticipation.

Demon Kitty/Dog update: Both are still alive. Being Guy Fawkes we have had hooligans roaming the neighborhood with fireworks. This never bodes well with pets. The Dog (Thorne) ran away. So once I got him back home I had to lock him inside. Much to Leila's disgust "I must be confined to only the upper floor? Are you mad?" I am jealous of their fur coats atm. It is unseasonably cold, we had a freaking frost this morning.

I seem to be keeping a rein on the troublesome me. As I am actually thinking about things rather than acting on impulse, which is one of her worse traights. So far her selected victim is unbeknown of her, and I think I have the ability to lock her away if she gets to out of control. This is all providing that she still is mostly animal like and has not figured out the thought patterns of other mes yet. If that was the case, I could currently be in a false sense of sercurity. Hmmm sorry for ranting, I find it easier to type this crap out. I do not think that not seeing my Man much lately is helping. It is odd that after moving in with each other we seem to see each other less...