Wednesday, January 21, 2009

the lights go on

This is what groundhogs must feel like coming out of their season-long slumber to bright, disorienting light. Being proud of one's country shouldn't depend on who is running it, but hell, today my nationalism is at its zenith.

Also, Lost tonight! Who's excited? I am! I am!

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In summing up, I wish I had some kind of affirmative message to leave you with. I don't. Would you take two negative messages?
-- Woody Allen