This has been a really long week, and I’m glad it’s over with. I’m gonna do my best to just slide quietly through the day, and get this over with. Have a good one.

OK, I’ve been staring at this blank screen long enough now. Enjoy your Thursday.

So, something funny happened on the way to Barack Obama’s anointment to the Presidency. People in NH decided to vote for Hillary. Funny, I thought the polls had Obama way the fuck in the lead. Gee, what happens next? I can’t wait for the media to tell me what I think about all this. Not that it matters, really. All that matters is that summer in January is over. Now it’s spring for a few days instead. Have a happy hump day.

So, today is the big NH primary. More white people deciding who should be our preznit. Obama has already been anointed, so after he wins tonight, I predict the media will turn on him in hopes of getting a horse race story. That means they’ll have to boost Hillary, because the only thing they cover Edwards over is that he was mean to Hillary when she got all choked up over whatever it was she got all choked up over. Whatever.

Time to put on my magic underpants and face the day.

Finally, it’s Monday. I’ve been waiting for this day ever since quittin’ time on Friday, and I’m so glad it’s finally here. And not one of those wimpy two or three day weeks, but a full five day one (next Monday off, though)! Unfortunately, Friday will be here before you know it, but at least we have today to look forward to. And it’s supposed to be damn near 60 degrees here. I would so hate to be stuck with the day off. I’m also really, really glad I didn’t stop at three beers last night, the way I almost did. You just don’t fully appreciate a Monday morning on less than a six pack. Better yet if you can hit double digits. Yee ha!

On Press the Meat today, Timmy Potatohead subjects us to St. John McCain. Also on shills from both parties: Democrat Steve McMahon & Republican Mike Murphy. If for some reason you don’t get enough of St. John on Press the Meat, you can tune in to Part II on CBS’s Faze Nation with Bush Buddy Booby Schieffer.

On Fux News Sunday, Weaselface Wallce has Huckleberry Huckabee, and the magic underwear mannequin, Mitt Romney. Plus the usual Fux news assholes, of course.

The HuckaMitt festival continues on over at the Goebbels network on This Weak. George Snufalufagus also hosts John Edwards, and then there’s a roundtable of Sam :omg: Donaldson, political mastermind Donna Brazile, Cokie “the hag” Roberts and George :jerk: Will. Whoopie.

If you’re not quite full of the Huck just yet, you can catch him on Wolf Blitzer’s Late Emission, along with free market savior Ron Paul, Bill Richardson, and Pakistani Ambassador to the U.S., Mahmud Ali Durrani (I think he’s one of the Republican third-tier candidates, polling somewhere behind Ron Paul, but ahead of Grampa Fred).

Later, on 60 Minutes, Lara Logan talks to Pervez Musharraf, who tells us it’s Benazir Bhutto’s own damn fault she got (take your pick) shot/hit with shrapnel/hit her head on the sunroof/died of natural causes. Steve Kroft gives airtime to Boston mob triggerman John Martorano, who explains why and how he murdered 20 people (let me guess; it was just business). And Mike Wallace talks to Roger Clemens, because we apparently give a shit whether or not he used performance-enhancing drugs (Roger, not Mike).

But, who gives a shit about all that? Tonight is the final season premiere of The Wire, on HBO. Have a good one.

It’s Saturday. Saturdays make me think of Sundays. Sundays make me think of Mondays. And Mondays make me think of, well, suicide.

Oh, not that boo-hoo, my life is so horrible I want to throw myself into the bog of eternal stench suicide. More like, quit my job, start charging everything to my credit cards, go to minimum payments, borrow against my retirement, live off my savings, survive until it all comes crashing down on me, and then put a bullet in my brain (leaving aside, for the moment, that I don’t own a gun and am a coward).

If I went with just the basics that are important to me (beer, satellite TV, and broadband Internet access), I bet I could go for quite a while. Years, maybe (I’d just have to start accepting all those credit card offer I keep getting, get rid of the vehicles, and maybe pawn a few bills off on granny). And it’s quality of life that counts, right? I just can’t see that going to work every day gives me any kind of quality of life. It’s like I have a terminal disease, and working is the chemo that temporarily keeps me alive, but feeling feeble and nauseated (except work happens to be both the treatmen and the disease). Better to quit the treatment, and enjoy whatever time I have left in this miserable existence.

Anyhow, that’s my cheerful thought for the day.

I know this is a highly overused phrase, but thank god it’s Friday. All I can think about is getting through this godawful day, and getting home again. I have so far refused to pay attention to yesterday’s caucuses, but I suppose I ought to go take a look and see who the big winner was. Or maybe I should just call in sick and go back to sleep.

Finally, the friggin’ Iowa caucuses are here. It’s way too early for this, but I’m sick of hearing about it already. My personal hope is that John Edwards does well. I’m tired of Kos’ conventional wisdom that says accepting matching funds is a loser proposition, and I’m tired of Hillary’s “inevitability,” and I’m really tired of hearing Obama talk a lot while saying pretty much nothing.

I’m also pretty tired of the Hillary haters. I’m not a supporter of hers, and I don’t want her to get the nomination, but I don’t feel the hatred toward her that so many people seem to. She’s a calculating politician type and I don’t especially trust her, but her voting record is, for the most part, pretty good. I’m pretty tired of the Obama true believers, too. They seem to be filled with so much venom, as they bask in the glow of Mr. Hope, Change, and Compromise. To me, Obama has about as much substance as dryer lint, but I don’t feel animosity toward him. But, whatever.

On the other side, I’m tired of all those fuckin’ loser Republicans. I’d sure as hell hate to get stuck with another one of those yo-yos until 2012. There isn’t any one of them I’d vote for over any of the Democrats (or any chance I just wouldn’t vote).

So, I guess we’ll see what happens.

So, back to work today. I’m really not up for it. I’m also not up to spend the next 11 months listening to all this election crap. I don’t know how things will turn out in Iowa tomorrow, but I have a feeling I’ll wind up having to vote for somebody I don’t really care for in November. And even if I actually like who I vote for, they probably won’t be able to actually accomplish anything once they get in. And that’s only if this asshole that talks to god doesn’t manage to blow up the world in the meantime. Oh well, let’s get this over with.