Anyone see that movie 40 Days and 40 Nights? Where Josh Hartnett plays a guy who gives up sex, in all its forms, for basically the same amount of time as Lent?
Hot guy, watchable movie.
Well, for me, its been a long 40 days and nights.
That's right, Valentine's Day was forty days ago.
But now, with a brace on my wrist (had to leave work today and go to the hospital) I'm going to be making a fool of myself on the dance floor tomorrow night.

Anyone see the movie 8 Mile? Maybe it was just me, but the scene when Rabbit takes the chick behind some stacked up steel and has sex with her...
I have a whole new appreciation for Eminem.
Whole new appreciation.

So there's only a few more weeks until my other best friend gets out of Army Basic Training. I've been counting down the days, and if all goes well I think he'll be out in the middle of April. Michael was a great sounding board for me, and I for him. With all that's going on, I miss our conversations terribly. Especially because before he went in, war wasn't completely imminent. He was convinced that he was not going to be sent overseas. Now in a time of war, I'm sure he has no idea of what's going to happen.
My heart goes out to all the other soldiers just doing their jobs, and fighting for freedom.

To get away from the war-issue... I'm happy to have my best friend here in SF with me this evening. Its been a long time since I really hung out with him. I LOVE YOU JOHN!
And Diana Krall is intensely hot, but not in the supermodel way. I have her CD "The Look of Love" its amazing.
right.

Back to my beer.

Found a poem tonight that I wrote on June 4th, 1999. I know what I wrote it about, but the cool thing about poetry, is that you can interpret it any way you like.

Wind sweeps the tears back
hiding my pain from view
no one will ever see
the extent of my hate for you
You know that you should be silent
to help out everyone.
But you won't be satisfied until your knives are thrown.
Amazingly you continue to be
the biggest thorn in my side,
But for everyone else...

Wow... what a dial-up service can do to a person...

I've been working a lot. I've been living a lot. I've been writing a lot.

Obviously, not on my blog. I decided that I could get more out of my thoughts and emotions if they were fiction, and I didn't have to protect feelings and ideas. Eventually, if anything I write ever gets published, I'm sure I'll have to answer questions. But at that time, hopefully, I'll be able to take those people out for a really nice dinner and night on the town, to make them forget that I actually hurt their egos.

Of course, there's this whole war thing going on. As somewhat of a surprise to me, a couple of things have happened that have forced me to remember who I was in high school. It was six years (well, almost) ago that I graduated (or not) from high school. (I eventually received my diploma... but I walked the line with nothing in my hand but a blank piece of paper). At the time, I was fully engaged in a Political Science Career plan, co-mingled with a desire to be on the radio.
I lost that vision somewhere along the way, and up until now, have not been too displeased with that fact.
But now, when all I want to do is watch TV, and stay updated, I have to go to a job that doesn't allow me to watch it.
Maybe I should have stuck with that whole Marine ROTC thing. I'd be in the thick of things, I'm sure. Then at least I could get paid to watch CNN.
But here I am, trying to make rent, protest, and stay informed all at the same time. Its a tiring process I assure you.

So maybe this war thing has gotten my post-apocalyptic sensors all a fury, but I just wanted to say that a year-and-a-half ago I said it was a sad day. Today I say it is a day that won't be forgotten, but more important than the date, its you who won't be forgotten. I think of my friends as a family, even though some of you I have only met once or twice. My family is important, and those of you over-seas, who I haven't spoken to in a long time, I love you, I support you. To those of you over-seas, that shouldn't have too much of a problem (I hope) I love you too.
For those of you who are here in this grand country... you know I've seen it all... I love you too, and I hope that all of you realize that I have seen what we have been given here, not just in liberties, but this painting, with all the colors in the spectrum, on the land and on the people. I'm proud to be a citizen to this great land, and love the fact that I can oppose the administration if I choose to.

As long as I don't impede traffic.