i think i really do like war ...

i guess you probably shouldn't say that i have an aptitude in dilligence. nor one in spelling. the truth is that i just haven't really been interested in paying any attention to current events, and less interested in my oddly perverse, dare i say masturbatory, ejaculation of mental garbage all over the internet.

i think it's partly that i, like most americans, really do love the war, in a closet sort of sense. i don't even pay attention any more. some fools died today. oh yeah, and yesterday too. and i think the day before that. but it just seems like the same news everyday. and on and on with the excuses.

i just don't care about anything. and that really kind of hampers how much i put in this journal. fuck, i mean, i didn't even finish my thoughts on that fucking bin laden bull shit. whatever. i am not very creative. and something.

so to make a long story short, i don't have much to say. sorry. but now i am going to go and play war on video games, lamenting the fact that i will not get to watch the football games tomorrow, in lieu of work. i hate work. and i love football. but fuck, i am calling in sick for the superbowl all ready.