Timelies, and a world of gronk even at this hour.

Anyone know who keeps inviting the insomnia fairy to visit?

I was surprised by the numbers in the Sheehan article. 100,000 versus 500. That's kind of amazing.

Having been told by a boss -- in front of the entire division -- that anyone who didn't support the Iraq War was a traitor, I'm not going to call the anti-war side the lemmings.

Indeed.

I've kept my lukewarm pro-war feelings to myself (esp. in this office where the most conservative person would make Dennis Kucinich look like a Trent Lott), but it aggravates me to no end how these pro-war lemmings are ignoring facts and being hypnotized by shiny medals.

I believe in "you broke it, you bought it" with Iraq. And, honestly, I'm flippin' tired of these lemmings denying that we even broke it in the first place.

I'm not for a unilateral withdrawal, but I'm all for getting some help from the rest of the world in helping to fix our problem -- and minimizing our role in the process. The problem is, the administration's hubris is now the size of California (the parts that vote Republican), so they're not going to ask for help from anyone who hasn't written them a campaign donation check.

Maybe that's the solution to the UN's problems -- set up a political action committee to funnel UN money directly into the GOP's coffers. If the GOP was work on the UN's dime, most of this bullshit would have never happened.

Skapetty skippety skip...

Tim's PA introduced me to Nathan as a friend of Tim's. Which is, you know, fine. But Nathan asks where I know Tim from. Why people gotta ask that question? I'm not sure if the answer "the internet" makes me sound weird, or Tim, but it felt weird, so I said (also true, in a virtual sense) "You know that Tim -- he gets around."

You could have said, "I used to live with his friend Allyson. And, you know, named a moon after me."

I don't know if I can deal with my remaining hour and a half of work. My boss has given me a squillion little tasks to do, and I can't finish most of them because of waiting on other people and argh argh argh. I just need a nap.

hide behind your desk, Jesse.

I want a book bag. I wonder if I could make one? I think the answer is yes. But do I have time or inclination?

He should let me visit so I can write about it, ita. Dontcha think?

Sure. Fancy Vancouver in the winter?

Is it just me, or is it perhaps not the wisest business strategy to talk about how you want to move beyond your current audience and refer to them with what may be a derogatory term before you've added the new viewers?

Matt, meet the Sci Fi Channel -- Sci Fi meet ...

Basically, they're trying to do something kinda weird, but not properly skiffy. But if they keep airing Mansquito-alikes, well, they have a hard row to hoe.

You could have said, "I used to live with his friend Allyson. And, you know, named a moon after me."

Dude! Good point.

I want a book bag.

What kind of bookbag? It just occurred to me that I use this word as a generic- a conveyor of books, with strap(s) so that a human can carry it, so if there is a style of bag called bookbag, I have no idea what it is.

Tim's PA introduced me to Nathan as a friend of Tim's. Which is, you know, fine. But Nathan asks where I know Tim from. Why people gotta ask that question? I'm not sure if the answer "the internet" makes me sound weird, or Tim, but it felt weird, so I said (also true, in a virtual sense) "You know that Tim -- he gets around.

easiest answer? "mutual friends", cause the internet is my friend, yes she is.

I am so hungry. Must get lunch NOW.