I'd like to register a few complaints

Dear Universe,

I want to know what you are doing to address the following:

* I suffered through a horrific conference call today. I have a follow-up tomorrow. Please make tomorrow's better. No one should have to sit through two calls like that in one week.

* The Democrats have officially completely wussed out and caved on every issue that I think is important. Just listening to the news on the radio while driving home tonight, they covered how instead of moving troops out of Iraq, more troops have been steadily moving in...instead of impeaching Bush, that's been "taken off the table"...instead of tightening car emissions standards, they've decided they don't want to fight with the auto industry. Uh, hi. You're the fucking government. They have to do what you tell them...instead of ensuring health care for uninsured children, they are letting the Republicans turn it in to a debate on immigration. What the fuck? Stand for something you bastards.

* My dad is such a jerk. Lately he's taken to insulting my mom, It's the one part of their divorce that he ever handled with any class, but for some reason he's decided to take the gloves off. And now his crappy credit is making my mom's life difficult, even though they've been divorced for years. Why do we live in a society where my dad's finances are still considered a factor in my mom's finances? Stupid sexist society, and stupid, stupid dad.

* This turned out to be true. Why am I so obsessed with Nicole Richie being pregnant when I am not? I don't know. I just find it particularly unfair for some reason.

I'll tell you this though -- if Paris Hilton gets to have a kid before I do, that'll be the day I take to a clock tower with a rifle. Consider yourselves forewarned.

Universe? The ball is in your court.