myAmygdala's Journal: Bitch, make me a sandwich.

Ann Coulter is back on the market. And here I was, making a strange post mentioning her, and how I thought she was sexy. Coincidence? What are the odds? This is no coincidence. This is a sign. We were meant to be together.

It doesn't matter, what someone thinks. Whether they are Christian, Republican, or vegetarian. What the fuck do I care? All that matters is that you do what I want you to. I don't care how fucked up your beliefs are, as long as you don't let it get in the way of your job. I'm nondiscriminatory. Egg salad, please. Make sure there's black pepper in it.

I'll be the yin, you be the yang. Or the other way. Whichever. It's meant to be. All these people who think you have to like the same things are misguided. It's yin-yang, not yang-yang or yin-yin. We're perfect for each other.