And it's so late. but I'll wait. through the long night with you. with YOU.

Did I hear an impeachment rumor? You know, don't tease me, people. Don't outline all the impeachable offenses he's committed and then not ACTUALLY ever even start the process.

Democrats are passive-aggressive. Not me, though. After having lived in the co-op with all my girls trained in conflict management and boundaries and all this kind of thing, I am assertive.

Which brings me to the coffeetable talk we had last night (I and Geoffrey had Thai Cultural Night at our house and it was a rousing success. I believe much larger, possibly Pan-Asian themed parties are in our future). I know that this president is not doing the job he needs to be doing, but I also know that the Democrats are probably not going to be able to muster enough gumption to actually call for a hearing. What can I do as a patriotic American to get the impeachment process rolling?

I'm gonna blow him.

Somebody get me my beret!!! Because I've had it with hearing about the Iraq War, the ol' Osama Bin Laden/Saddam Hussein switcheroo, the National Guard fiasco, the Arabian Horse trainer, Trent Lott's house, etc., etc., etc.... I'm done. Courtney and Kathleen are going to hold him down, I'm going to drink a quart and a half of vodka, I'm going to uh... get the job done, and then we're calling Linda Tripp from the Oval Office and telling her blabby ass to get the hell over here and bring her f*&king megaphone.

Kitty Mao, American Hero.