Holy shit, I'm tired

I haven't slept all that well for the past week and last night I was up doing ridiculous things to help my mother... don't ask, I'll scream, barf, get a perm and smash my body against walls. The result is that I am totally 100% fat-n-gay. Even the titilating news that a coke-whore homo won the PQ leadership is doing nothing for me. OK, maybe it is. In my younger days, I was a separatist sympathizer, which probably had more to do with my dogmatic "root for the underdog" mentality more than anything. I still can understand the emotional argument for secession but don't think it's feasible. Anyhow, the Québécois are in many ways a cool lot. Case in point, Boisclair's leadership win. I'm not sure if he would have succeeded so easily in another province... mind you, the PQ is largely made up of 1960s idealists, socialist, intellectuals and people from Chicoutimi-Jonquière. Whatever. I still think it's cool that someone can be taken seriously based on their ideas/character rather than sensationalized trivia about their choice in nightlife.