I know I'm a gossip blogger which means I'm supposed to be a robot and blog 5-7 days a week no matter what's going on in my personal life, but thank you for sticking with me when I take time off. Thank you for allowing me to be human. I LUV ya!

Also, later today I'll be posting my thoughts on President Elect Barack Obama! Now I gotta catch up on what went down.

I feel that it is my civic duty to pay respect to those who've died for me to have the right to vote by not blogging today. It is an honor to commemorate this special day by joining the long lines at the voting booth and employing my own method of sustaining sanity - I need a break or I will explode! Hey, at least I'm being honest. I was instructed to say I'm providing people rides to the booths to prevent y'all from getting upset with me, but I don't lie to you. I be speakin' da truf.

Happy Election day to you too! I haven't ever been this excited about an election before, but I hope I will be again. The significance of Barack Obama becoming Mr. President is palpable yet immeasurable. I like where things are going and I hope you do as well. I gots to savor today and take care of some other bidniss. I'll be back tomorrow. Till then, check out my hawt gossip buddies' sites, election day link edition posted above.

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I wrote all of this, but I'm using blockquotes because it's lengthy. I've also removed one of my ad codes that was displaying a "Vote yes on 8/ Protect Marriage" ad that was running in the top right hand corner of POTP today. I am NOT in control of my ads, and I do NOT want that ad running on this site.

At the present moment, gay marriage is the civil rights issue of our time. For those who have strong religious beliefs and believe homosexuality is wrong are entitled to those beliefs. However, the bible also says that everyone should love each other and God will judge us, we should not judge others.

American history is deeply rooted in discrimination and it is on the backs of the enslaved that this country has thrived. But we can change this.

For weeks people have been passionately protesting for and against Prop 8 on the street corners surrounding my house. One sign read, "We Hate Fags!" while parents have their children out in droves holding signs and shouting for passers-by to vote yes on 8. It is devastating to watch children being dragged into this.

If you're in favor of legislative hate, then vote yes on Prop 8. If you believe in love, equality, progress and the direction that this country is going in - we're gonna have our first black president tomorrow - then vote No on Prop 8.

You know what I'd like to see amended by the FCC? Restrictions to greatly lower the number of political ads that can air with guidelines each ad must follow, mandating explanations of wtf each proposition means IN LAYMAN'S TERMS. With a new study revealing that smart people are more likely to vote, I know I must not be the only person who's not the least bit surprised by these findings.

Poltitical ads are deceptive, misleading, manipulative and would leave any Mensa member confused. You're told to vote for and against something within the span of two minutes, with both sides presenting its case persuasively. If they dumb things down, and don't beat us over the head with ads, I know more people would vote.

Prop 8 is reportedly in a dead heat. Every vote counts. In summary, support love, not hate!!

There are similar same sex marriage bans in other states. I apologize to those who don't reside in California. But for those who do, here's two great links that explain the California propositions a little better. I know I'm not posting a random story today. I think the election takes precedence.

videovoter.org, http://www.voterguide.sos.ca.gov

* HOT LINKS *

Amy Winehouse looks good?! - CS

Introducing the new Firecrotch - CNW

NBC's Friends can get you pregnant - CK

O.M.G. - AB

AnnaLynne McCord recycles the outfit I interviewed her in - RR

Brit Brit's Halloween costume - CW

Why is Brooke Hogan's mom a "child predator" but Hulk isn't when his girlfriend is young too? - WIMB

Beyonce and Solange are too big for Japan - IBBB

Listen to the Sarah Palin prank phone call - BB

The gay mafia will fuck you up! - OMG

Aubrey O'Day's raw fug - GB

Lil Wayne didn't die like a fake BBC report said he did - MTV

Have fun!!!!! :)

Last night I was convinced into bringing comments back on POTP. I attempted to do it myself, but you already know what a tech genius I am, so I need some tech support. I'm guessing that comments will be back by Monday.

If you haven't commented before, your comment will be held for moderation, then you'll be able to post at liberty without having to be moderated first, unless you piss me off with generic insults or I'm on the rag and decide to block your IP address.

Chime in dammit!!! Have fun with it and I hope to see the 1 comment per month that will come in from Mr. Gyllenhaal. To everyone else, thanks for reading. :)

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Cody H. is a big part of the reason why I blog, other than making money to keep my tranny hooker escort service on autopay.

In addition to being one sexy piece of hawtness, Cody is unbelievably funny and I love him to itty bitty mini-me versions of Reese's Pieces. His emails brighten my day so much. I tell him some of my personal bidness and we always have fun with it. And if I'm down, he makes me feel better instantaneously.

Thank you Cody for everything that you do. And iiiiieeeiiieeii will always LUV you! Ha.

* HAPPY Bday to The Incomparable Cody!!! *

HOT LINKS

You can get an STD too. Join the competition! - CS

Angelina Jolie's kids are confused - CNW

I am SO skurred!!! - CK

Kathy Hilton's lesbian crush - CW

Paris Hilton's hourly rates get cheap - AB

Kat Von D tattoos her boyfriend's leg. Perfect way to leave a lasting impression after he dumps yo ass - RR

Bright lights are not for Heidi Klum - IBBB

Old white men can jump - BB

Madonna's in anger management counseling - GB

Suri Cruise looking miserable in her new haircut - WIMB

#1 and 2 worldwide skankiest - ND

I know I said I'd do red carpet posts this week but I'm tired. Boo. I may do some next week. TGIF and a big THANK YOU to my loyal readers and all the lovely, new ones with exceptional taste. See ya Monday. :)

My favorite personal trainer, The Biggest Loser's Jillian Michaels said,

"Why should we apologize for the practices that help us manage the symptoms while we deal with the real reasons we eat? I pour candle wax on my food at restaurants. Not wanting to 'waste food' is a poor excuse for ending up far worse off later on, dealing with all the health problems that come with obesity.

"Losing weight is not about willpower--it's about moments of bravado, like the moment when you ask your waiter to take the bread away from the table right away."

I've poured dish washing soap on my food sometimes. Suddenly I'm no longer embarrassed 'bout it. Thanks, Jillian! But I definitely don't ask any waiter to take bread away; I ask for more and more! I also order from the kids' menu when I go out a lot - there's a weight loss tip provided by my fat ass. I hold a Ph.D in Bullshitology. Respect.

Seriously though, I do often order from the child's menu, much to the dismay of servers. You're not gonna overeat for sure when you do, and, as Jillian says, whatever works.

I'd love to hear Jillian's answer on what alcohol one should order while at the bar? I can hear her now, 'Just order water on the rocks with a lime slice on the rim so you can feel like you're sipping on an alcoholic beverage!'

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After I finished blogging yesterday I was no longer a happy blogger, instead I was a disgruntled employee.

I got a 2nd job last week which I was all Ooooohhh, yay money! about till I realized that I have to effing earn my paychecks. Sucks! But I didn't wanna be bitchy, cause when I'm doing anything other than blogging, bitching isn't so beneficial.
So I played my Ingrid Michaelson's Girls and Boys on my iTunes because her music is equally as soothing as a back massage. Then I pulled out my pint of Ben & Jerry's Fro Yo half baked - only 3 grams of fat per 1/4th pint. Half Baked is chocolate and vanilla ice cream mixed with brownie pieces and chocolate chip cookie dough chunks... And, I just wanna plug a delicious, new item on Jack in the Box's menu - I hope this is nationwide - Cheesy Macaroni Bites. It's basically gooey, cheesy macaroni rolled in batter and fried to a light crisp.  For days this snack has brought me more pleasure than my right hand. I highly recommend it.

Now back to your regularly scheduled gossip...

My mom is so cute. Not only did she slow down moving her legs last week while riding her exercise bike to listen to the news segment on why Kanye West got arrested. "I think it's something with drugs!" she asserted while catching her breath. Hells yeah, all activity must cease in order to find out what's happening with the famous folk. Yesterday my mom says me, my dad, my sister and my aunt should compete on "Family Feud."

She then tried to convince me that we'd own that shit by repeating, "I said cinnamon roll! I said cinnamon roll!" as if that single no.1 answer she guessed yesterday ensures we'll win.

I told her, 'I'm in! I'll do it. How much do you win?' She says, "Twenty thousand." I'm like, 'Cool, that means four grand for each of us.' Then I start laughing because I'm thinking that no one I talk to is at home watching Family Feud when it comes on and I'd have nothing to be embarrassed about since everyone works while it airs. I tell my mom, 'None of the people I'm connected to watch this mess, so whatever.'

Of course I wanted to replace "this mess" with 'this stupid shit' and by 'friends' I meant 'friends and any guy I wanna have sex with more than once / potential boyfriend,' but I was being respectful. If you're a male who watches Family Feud, that scares me, so the farthest I'll allow you to go is a peck on the cheek. No exceptions.

It's unlikely we're gonna appear on Family Feud, but I'll keep you posted if we go on there, haha. My family is so random. I know I wasn't switched at birth.

Just in case you're wondering, I'll be trying to post personal entries on POTP now, too. Change it up a bit. If you're nosy, you should have fun, if you're not nosy, well, then, you wouldn't be reading a gossip blog to begin with. Um, hmm. I hope my entries are pleasing to all. :)

My love triangle still exists in all its bullshit glory. I spent Saturday night with Rick, (fake name but formerly called 'the sexiest man alive). I can now honestly confirm that Rick is my new drug. I'm hooked. So hooked.

On Friday I had some revenge on Rick. :) He is an a-hole, so it was time for a lil retaliation. I'm not into revenge, trust, I'm way too lazy; but then sometimes there's just some folks who bring out the crazy.

On Wednesday I invited Rick to a house party on Friday. I "invited" him with no intention of actually calling him or picking him up. I just wanted to ruin his Friday. But it was a sticky situation.

Would he bail on me first, therefore, ruining the entire set up? Would he wait around on me at his house for 5 minutes and then leave? Or would he not even get ready in time because he'd be too busy doing online research, shopping for the massive engagement ring he plans on tying to his chocolate-dipped penis right before getting on bended knee and proposing? The possibilities were endless. All I knew is I wanted Rick to think that I'm obviously not that into him if I'm going to stand it up. Deflate his head a bit.

Guess what, all? It worked! Wonderfully!

On Friday night around 8 p.m. I sent Rick a text, "I'm like 6 lights away. See ya soon." Then around 45 minutes later I sent a text, "I had to take care of a few things. So sorry. I'll be there in 2 minutes." Then I left it at that.

On Saturday around 1 a.m. I drunk dialed him and told him the party was awesome, there was a live band there and etc. He said he got my first text, jumped in the shower and waited on me. In fact, he waited for 4 hours! He got so exhausted sitting on his couch and waiting that he fell asleep, woke up, was still waiting then he got super pissed and just walked to his local bar. He said he thought I didn't play games and he doesn't like to play games. Too bad. Mission accomplished, motherfucker!

Then the next day, Saturday, he came over around 2 a.m. and spent the night. We, ya know, did nothing except discuss the pros and cons of John McCain picking Sarah Palin for VP. Heh. Good times.

There is no future with this dude. I mean, he didn't call me on Friday to say wtf? and he didn't call on Saturday to say 'WHAT THE FUCK?' He doesn't call often, but he's hot. He can be as much of a jerk as he wants as long as he remains gorgeous and good at what he does.

So ya, you can totally screw up someone's night like I did by doing the same exact thing. I was prepared to answer any questions if he called - I would convince him that I was indeed on my way, (you can insert any excuse here: stopping to get some drive-thru, filling up on gas, having to answer some text messages, going to the atm, whatever) - just convince whomever that you are gonna be there soon, stop answering their calls and never show up.

Luvs it. :)