:: The Blurst of Times ::

:: 11.18.2002 ::

I am trying a bit of a different approach here, I will not be blogging at work, thus saving myself the guilt that I feel after charging the state $22.75 each day for sitting there and doing nothing. So today I went in thinking, "Alright, I'm really going to work, I'm going to do as much as I possibly can without my boss's approval, and that should be a lot of work." I worked hard from 8 until 9.3o before realizing that I was completely out of work. And now comes the true test: Boss will be out of town for the next three days - will the work hold up, or will I collapse into my world of Spider Solitaire and blogging? I must fight to stay focused... focused like a ninja.

After reading several articles about Iraq and the [potentially] ensuing "war" I had the following thought that could be possibly construed as insightful: As a nation there is a battle to protect the right for individuals to own weapons of death, and as a world there is a battle to deny the right for nations to own weapons of death. It is the same battle, but on a different scale. The "ironic" part of this is that at either scale, one nation is fighting on the opposite sides of the other scale. How very strange that on the national level they promote weapons as a means of deterence and on the world level they promote weapons only as a threat.

Without any desire to knock on any single blog out there [because there are so many good ones] I'd have to say that I am finding the most enjoyment from reading this one, because it's long [like mine], and because it is very much along the lines of how I was feeling at that point in my life. I mean, who doesn't have the memory of coming back to the dorm freshman year, only to find their roommate violently ill from hitting vodka shots all night long. I remember that from my freshman year. And my sophomore year. And my junior year. Fuckers.

And last, but most definietly not least, I'd like to thank this good friend [Mr. Three-links-in-one-entry] for remembering my November 15th "birthday" and delivering an excellent mix-CD for my listening enjoyment. The title, so apropro. The songs, so fine. The format, working for me. But hey "I ain't happy, I'm feelin glad..."

"When I get to the bottom, I go back to the top of the slide..."
:: Freddy F. at 8:10 PM [+] ::