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[Mar. 17th, 2005|05:08 am]
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Yesterday's news made me wish that I could have waited a couple of years to invest in a computer. It will probably be possible to pick one up dirt cheap by then. Now that Paul Wolfowitz is going to be able to muck about with the (already barely competent) World Bank, the global economy is certain to collapse by then. On the other hand, once that happens, the Interwebs will probably go away, too, so the dirt cheap computer would hardly be worth having. Money could be worthless by then, too, so maybe it's best that I'm spending it now. In fact, maybe I ought to spend every cent I can get my hands on. Maybe I ought to get a credit card and run it up to the limit. The company is apt to go under long before I have to pay it back.
(The preceding paragraph of (slight) exaggeration is an indication of the magnitude of my disdain and disrespect for the ambitious, ex-lefty radical turncoats (or moles?) who are today running the Neo-Con con. In their youth, they set out to destroy the country. The preponderance of the evidence suggests that they are succeeding.)
It was slightly less cool tonight than the previous night. I find that I don't need a hat to avoid feeling the chill that is being blown into the room by the window fan. In fact, the hat made me feel uncomfortably warm. The persistent overcast has prevented the day's warmth from escaping, all night. The temperature of the days is rising again, as well. The new computer must arrive soon. Sluggo grows most baleful in his decline. I fear that he will do me an outrage. |
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