Hello, I’m Priscilla Spencer. Recently, I’ve been troubled to hear comments by presumptive Republican presidential nominee John McCain, who said, “Now we’ve got the cables. We’ve got talk radio. We’ve got the bloggers. I hate the bloggers. We’ve got all kinds of sources of information.”

As a blogger and a human being, I was shocked and saddened. But I want you to know, John, on behalf of bloggers everywhere, that despite your ugly words, we don’t hate you. As a matter of fact, we like you.

We like you very much.

We particularly like your feckless tax plan, which promises four more years of Bush economic policy, and your repeated admissions that you don’t know much about economics, not to mention how you can’t even pay people to manage your own taxes properly.

Your well-documented anger issues and creepy superstitions.

The fact you’re breaking campaign finance laws you yourself wrote.

Your foreign policy incompetence, which includes the lack of awareness of the differences between Sunnis and Shi’ites and the humorous flub that Vladmir Putin is the President of Germany, glazed in man-sweat.

I’ll keep my eyes on you. And let it be known, one day, when you least expect it, your policies will help elect Barack Obama. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

I love sweaty basketball players!

Okay, clearly the cripplingly painful cramps and the pukiness this morning were coincidental, as now I have no cramps, but I’m weak and can’t stand up long without seeing spots and getting a headache. Have called coworker and let him know I’m probably not going to work tomorrow.

Also, laundry machines suck. I’ve washed a load TWICE, but it’s still sudsy! Hmph.

Ooh, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire is on! Yay Crazypants David Tennant!

I love you, ABC Family. Marathonning the Harry Potter movies “to celebrate America.”


This morning, my period cramps were so bad that I threw up twice and had to climb into the bath to regulate my body temperature to a point where I was marginally more comfortable. Then I got into my bed, still damp, and buried myself under the covers (mind you, it’s so hot and muggy in NY that I often don’t even use a sheet when I go to bed) and went to sleep, as that was the only way I could think of to stop feeling nauseous.

Cramps are gone now, but if I feel so much as a twinge tomorrow, I’m staying home from work.

Yeah, worst possible interpretation of “independence day” ever, life.

Broke up with awesome boyfriend because I’m uncomfortable with intimacy. And worse, he’s been too badly burned trying to stay friends with exes, so I just lost an awesome friend in the deal. Good job, Priscilla.

Yeah, sometimes a first-rate same-sex education can’t really compare with learning how to date.

Twitter Driveby

  • 08:35 @jimmyaquino Happy Birthday to She of the Magnificent Rack! #
  • 20:07 @jonathancoulton There’s a song in there somewhere. #
  • 20:09 @fourteenacross The world is recognizing your awesomesaucitude! Bask in your success and your money. #
  • 20:10 WIN! I was going to have to do ridiculous overtime tonight, but a job was moved and now I’m out at 7! I shall celebrate with pad thai. #
  • 20:19 Just spend a few minutes searching for my iPhone cable, only to find it was already plugged in to my computer. Proud Penn alumna, that’s me. #

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Picked up Jaida’s book! Woo! If you’re in NY on the 16th, she and Dani have a signing in Brooklyn!

Where the Heck is Matt? A Global Dance. So ridiculously cool. I got a little teary-eyed.

Dr. Horrible Comic! Is it July 15th yet?

Tell me this ad wasn’t made by a John Hodgman fan. I dare you.

Lars Larson Rips Wall-E As ‘Propaganda’; It Teaches Kids ‘Humans Are Bad For Planet Earth’. Um… Mr. Larson? Humans are bad for Planet Earth. Though if you actually saw the film, you’d know the message was a warning against mindless consumerism and waste, complacency, and lack of awareness. All the human characters were well-meaning and recognized the vital importance of reclaiming the planet and restoring its vitality. A for effort, F for reading comprehension. And while I’m at it, another F for seeking to eliminate joy. This movie is incredible. I hope all you guys get to see it on the big screen.

Senators Craig and Vitter team up to co-sponsor Marriage Protection Amendment, which would amend the Constitution to declare that marriage “shall consist only of the union of a man and a woman. Un-freaking-believable. You know how you can defend the sanctity of marriage, Senators Craig and Vitter? Try NOT CHEATING ON YOUR WIFE AND HAVING SEX WITH PROSTITUTES/ANONYMOUS MEN IN AIRPORT RESTROOMS. Marriage doesn’t need protection from same-sex couples, Senators. It needs protection from you.