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11:48 PM -- 2004-04-12
With nothing to do but sulk

I came to terms with alot of things over the past week. One is this nauseating case of writer's block I've come down with. Frightfully irritating.

Also that I'm in a deep funk, and can find it hard to muster energy for anything, except video games... at least my motor skills are still functioning, which is good I suppose.

I had a few weeks where I fell unavoidably into discussions with my grandfather, and ex-sergeant 30 years in the air force, about the military. Believe me... not a pretty sight. To see eye to eye on this subject would involve me, a lobotamy and a steriod shot to my kidneys.

So we're past that phase... now its just discreet dissapointment aimed in my general direction these days. Ah, the diplomacy of multi-generation conversation is a might thick for me. So I sleep alot to avoid confrontation. At least in sleep, you're alone... and no one can fuck with your shit unless its Freddy Krueger... and at this point, he poses no threat to my subconcious arsenal.

Oh, TV has begun to rule my life once again. I was so upset when my pick, Lex got voted off on Survivor Allstars. That Boston Rob is such an arrogant piece of shit, and a backstabber to boot. It makes me so mad I want to eat the tv guide just to have something to chew on. It sucks that HE gets to run the tribe like its his own personal beantown. Someone should kick his ass, literally. I'm up for Rupert to squash him... or organize the tribe for a coconut pelting. Thats a thought, now.

My shows: Survivor Allstars, American Idol, Mad Mad House, and Kenny vs. Spenny.

Don't even get me started on Daytime television... I've got more soap opera fixes than anyone's gramma. Believe this. I need to find things to do with my time.

On the good word.

The Ninja, is signing off..

Sa Da Tay!