PS

In case there is any doubt, I, chiniqua, absolutely refuse to let my vegetative, unable to do my hair the way I want it, no higher-brain functions self to be on TV.  Ever.  Or kept alive, for that matter, but most of all keep me the hell off the TV.  Pull the plug on me folks, and then please oh please, slip me enough morphine to send me home in style.

Also, as those who know me know, NO MIMES AT MY FUNERAL.