A Christmas Nightmare

 I wil write about tonight and try to keep it brief.  I am tired and I need the relief of sleep.  I went to the Christmas Eve service at 8 pm at Westminster Presbyterian Church and a man greeted me at the door and said, "I knew someone would be walking through the door right now.  I knew then that he had the only gift of prophecy in the joint.  I changed my boots to my clogs and began taping with my dictaphone.  I could not read the bulliten even with my 2.00 cheaters because it was too dark.  I was trying to turn my phone off and the man behind me began yelling at me to leave.  I did.  I will now sue them for all that they are worth.  Dick Cheney will make sure of it.  they are the ones who keep letting the Dalai Lama into the u.s. to film Chinese child porn and they keep it in their library on the top shelf.  Arabs have it now.  I took a quiet bus home, unpacked, made a pizza, made some calls, drank some pop, and sent an email to the white house.  it is now time to go to sleep.  oodnight. jennifer