keith olbermann

Seriously, SERIOUSLY I don't know if I can take this election without Olbermann anchoring me it. notpoetry, what's the skinny? Peter Jennings got me through the first Bush election and Brian Williams got me through the second, and I need you, Keith!

Keith's apology for the 9/11 video was one of the most honest, human responses I've seen on the news lately. Isn't that exactly what we want in an anchor trying to negotiate a vitriolic election? You demote him to "commentator" and all of a sudden he's Michael Moore, and cast as the liberal flag waver. After that, it will be so so SO much harder to move him back into an impartial anchor position.

I AM NOT OKAY! notpoetry, fix this.



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in unrelated unconscious news

I dreamed that Tennant's Hamlet was coming to the Pantages, and lizlet and I rushed over to the box office and got front row seats ($295; I wrote a bad check, god, even in my dreams I'm broke)!

Hamlet, please never come to the Pantages. I mean, not EVER. You can come to the Taper if you want -- but you and me know, David, it's better to avoid LA altogether. Deal?


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get me away from here, I'm dyin'

My neighbors moved out today, in an abrupt race to get away from some gang warfare on our block; it's pretty ugly.

They took the internet with them, so now I have no internet at home. Also still no car.

Kelly, my other neighbor, says she has seen coyotes all over our block this week. I haven't seen Hawkeye now in like two weeks. Everytime I think about it I start to cry. Whoops, there I go again. MY FURBYCAT! MY BOY! God. I miss him SO MUCH.

I have a new job with a pr firm! Which I can't GET to because she's in, like, ENCINO. I'm working on that right now. I'm still working for Tokyopop and am starting a new manga book shortly.

This is the first time in recallable history that I have had JOBS and not anything else! It's always been the other way around. I'm not sure which one's better.

So I am moving to Toronto this year if it kills me. I need to get a job before I move, so I can cross the border with a work visa. PLEASE, INTERNETS, help me out? Get me the hell out of LA?

I'm not going to buy another car here, or get a new apartment here (despite the gangs), and the jobs are horrible here, and I am SO OVER LA. GET ME OUT OF HERE.

And please tell the cosmos to be good to my Hawkeye? To make sure he's in a better place, and has all the catnip and chicken he needs...?

I gotta go home now. I won't have internet there. Call me, willya?