[Inside_Dierdre: Joy_&_Jubilation]

I swear to God, people, I loaded up the New York Times today and totally had an orgasm.

In my wildest dreams, I never imagined election results this awesome, and the resignation of Rumsfeld? My panties are soaked. Now, if only someone could drive the fucking PADDY WAGON up to the door of the White House and load all those fucking criminal bitches into it and try their lying, wrongful-imprisionment-supporting, murdering, torture-advocating asses for crimes against humanity, my fondest dreams -- yes, even fonder than that one where Trent "Sparklepants" Reznor nuzzles the insides of my thighs with his lovely, lovely beard, and bares his teeth in the very sexiest way -- will have come true.

You guys? Today is officially a good day. I didn't even have to use my A.K.

As if that weren't enough? I'm fully seeing my aforementioned sweet, sweet love in Europe this spring, and not only that, but plans are being laid for a possible FULL WTC STAFF APPEARANCE.

That's right, Trent. All of us. Maybe. IF YOU'RE LUCKY.