Have you ever had chunks of life that leave you just baffled? I'm not the best at handling these stretches. I wake up confused, not knowing where I am or at what age. After I've reminded myself that I'm adult Kassie and I'm in Virginia, which is for lovers, and so obviously, I'm where I am supposed to be, I proceed to go about my daily tasks in a state of heightened awareness. That's right, I don't trust you anymore and yes, I have been noticing and analyzing every subtle change in your general behavior since I've been proverbially knocked on my arse by Life. For some reason, I need to pretend like I'm Julia Roberts in "The Pelican Brief". It's creepy and in a way an impressive and specialized skill set, do not worry. I will turn back into my normal crazy soon.
Speaking of lovable crazies, it seems appropriate given the season that I leave you with my presidential hopeful of 2012 (that is, if he's out of the slammer by then). I don't want to alienate anyone by talking politics, but I'm gonna be bold and go ahead and throw myself behind Monsieur Traficant. Sir, you have my vote. My name is Kassie Cardon and I approve this message. Beam me up, Mr. Speaker.
