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Ahh, it is now past 3pm, and all is midgetly delicious. Listening to some Pantera, eating some unfresh Jojos, looking at my movie poster of The Crow (a truly excellent movie (and yes, the sequels sucked donkey balls)), glancing at the bottle of wine.
Thinking of going to bed. Graveyard is getting old, and so am I. I can feel the wave of exhaustion hitting me, but I have good stamina, so I'll stay awake for a little bit longer.
Was watching the History Channel, and they were doing a 2 hour piece on the Cuban Missle Crisis (only caught the last hour of it since I was watching Celebrity Poker on Bravo). Very good. I knew bits and pieces, but to hear the whole thing, absolutely amazing. To think, if the Pentagon had it's way, we'd probably all be dead, the world would be destroyed, and humanity would've been another failed experiment in the universe.
Love the History Channel. More people should watch it. Especially kids. With all the crap on TV, with commercials being the biggest load of crap, why not watch something informative. Occassionally I'll watch VH1 (and to think, when I was a kid, I hated that station, now I hate MTV), but that's if I can't find anything else on.
But you know what I would like to do. I would like to take a woman out for a relaxing dinner. Whether I cook it, or we go somewhere. As soon as we're done, we go home, grab a blanket, and head out to a side road. Lay the blanket down in the back of my car (hatchback), look up at the sky, and (hopefully) enjoy some carnal lust and affection.
Anyway, still listening to Pantera, still glancing at the wine, still contemplating my chronic masturbation issues. To be, or not to be, that is the question that surrounds my penis. I'll answer it soon enough.
Until later, enjoy.