May 24th, 2004
3:40 P. M.
True it may be that I'm not ready for another week (I feel as if I needed a five day weekend to get all the nothing I had planned done), but the week is thrust upon me. I'll get over it just like I have on every other Monday in my life up to this point. Dazed, confused, and walking around like a zombie...
The news coming from around the world is still terrible. So, what was it? A wedding, or a cover for arms smugglers? Someone will report (with some slant, no doubt) so you will decide.
And, if I hear or read one more person saying that dissent "aids and comforts the enemy," I'm going to "engage in an involuntary personal protein spill!"
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