  Tonight, I had my first taste of yokel, er I mean local politics. I figured that since I am probably going to stay in Craphole for a while, I should get involved. Especially since my father owns a large business in the town- a business that one day my brother and I will be running together (that is if we don't kill each other).
It is time for me to make a name for myself here, as a force to be reckoned with if any yuppies come in and try to destroy all that my family has built over the years. My brother has no interest in politics, and while he is an intelligent kid, has no sense of diplomacy. If it were left up to him, he would tell you to go fuck yourself, and barricade the place with snipers and surround it with land mines. I, on the other hand, will tell you to go fuck yourself with a smile on my face. Seriously though.
I need these people to understand that I am not just Mr. Monkey Butt's flighty daughter. I am an adult now, and as much as I don't want to accept that, i think it is time to step up, because nobody else is going to. So the meeting was very brief, and a tad boring, but we came out smelling like roses. It wasn't much of a battle this time, but I plan to continue my presence at the meetings. I am developing another elaborate scheme for my future, but like the weather here in Craphole, that could change with the day.... 
