Hello My Little Pretties!!!

It is a strange weird world, and I am afraid to open the mail. I guess it would be kinda cool to tell your grandchildren, "Yeah back in 2002 I caught Anthrax, they thought I wasn't going to make it, but shew, nothing could hold me back..."

It's twelve something right now, I should be in bed, but Rooks doesn't know how to share, and by sharing I mean mattress space, blankets, maybe even a little pillow if I am lucky. I mean, we have six pillows on our bed. Why don't I ever end up with one of them?

So I was trying to describe Sac Town to one of my friends who wants to come and visit here from San Jose. I think I summed it up with the words "at least Sacramento has something pretty to look at, despite all the vagrants." See, Rooks and I live in Mid Town, the trendy, hip, and damn expensive area of Sacramento. Located quite close to Mid Town, is Downtown. There is nothing but little crappy weird stores, restaurants that I have never seen anyone eat out of, and in the outskirts of the heart of downtown, all the state buildings, a mall, and my workplace. One time, while feeling a little romantic and frisky, in Old Town, Rooks and I began a make out session by the river. We assumed we were alone, and suddenly in the middle of this someone was tapping my shoulder. It was a bum, he wanted to know if we had money or cigarettes to spare!!! How ballsy was that! To interrupt two people trying to have an intimate moment, and not only that, this guy came OUT OF THE SHADOWS to bother us. He seriously could have gotten maced, if it had been someone else....

I am going to bed now, I see some opprotunity for a little corner of the blankets!!

Tang

ANTHRAX!! ANTHRAX!!

Hmm. I don't know what to say about what's happening in the world now, except that violence begat violence, for years. Isn't it time to stop it? I feel suddenly ashamed to be a human, where we cannot rise above the ability to threaten someone's life, kill innocent, or even worse, be the judge and executioner. Where did we get so large for ourselves, where we thought, "I see wrong, I am going to kill it." The current mentality frightens me, look at history, when you have two powers fighting for something so powerful and righteous to them, it is never an easy conflict. Especially when it comes to religion. Never challenge the moral convictions of a person. I don't know how to be funny right now (if I ever really am) because constantly I know and think "what we do today will drastically alter the face of history as we know it." As a 19 going on 20 year old, never in my lifetime (where I was considered a adult legally, and a voting citizen mind you) has something like this happened. It may be uncomparable to anything that has ever happened in history as well, but my callow youth will be shed in an era of conflict and disaster.

So with that I am going to go. I don't know why I am a political science major anymore. I don't think it's a very nice thing to focus on for the rest of my life, I drive down the street with a sighting of at least ten American flags in three or four blocks, and I don't know what to think anymore. They say that the patriotism of an indavidual is dependent on how patriotic your parents are, and even more so, what year/era you're born in. With the good times, children are raised more patriotic, and with the bad, more cynical about the government and the way things work. I wonder what will be of the children recently born, or the children to come.

So once more "REMOVE THE CAUSE, NOT THE SYMPTOM"

Tang