Well, I'm glad they finally found Sadaam, but I won't be happy until we have Osama...alive, preferably. I don't care for declaring that we want these guys strung up and having their entrails hanging out. We should be better than that. Better to catch them alive, as they really are: scared and pathetic, as they really are. Plus, we need as much info as possible out of them in order to figure out where the rest of the rats are. But I am very uncomfortable with hearing soldiers disappointed that they didn't get to gun him down. Yes, he's an awful dictator, but it's better for our cause to see these guys broken and defeated, than to go down in a blaze of glory, which only furthers "their" cause.

I went for a walk tonight. Needed to smoke for a while and I needed to walk and warm up and think about other things. It was so quiet tonight. It didn't snow much today, but the little it did has left a small dusting of white powder over everything, and it is so, so quiet now. I followed someone's tracks for a while, wondering where they had gone, and what they were doing out so late. I passed by another apartment, and I saw someone sitting at their dining room table, hunched over, probably talking on the phone to someone. Who were they talking to, and why weren't they together?

Bleh. What a mood I'm in. The pills sure aren't helping my mood right now. Everything that I want and love seems so far away from me right now.

4 more days until The Return of the King comes out. As a supreme fan of the books, I am so incredibly happy that Peter Jackson knew what he was doing when he made these films. Unfortunately, it has forced me to become the Supreme Geek that I am. I now have action figures littering my bedroom and LOTR pictures and maps hung up everywhere. At this rate I'm never going to get a girlfriend...

Last night I was out drinking with some friends and my friend Katy tacked me when I wasn't looking, and caused to to crash to the hard asphalt of the Fox Bend parking lot. So now my knees feel all sore and painful and shit.

I basically slept all day and read a bunch of blogs. I think I'm more interested in reading other peoples' blogs that I am in putting stuff on here.

Sleepy....just woke up from a nap. I've been doing that more and more lately. I come home from work, sleep until 7 or so, then eat.

This is too fucking boring. I had hoped to do great things with this blog, but I've turned in a total of 3 entries, and none of them are interesting.