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Sorry about that, folks! I really am more of a fan of WordPress, but until I can devote the time it's just too darn convenient with the whole google/gmail/blogger conglomeration.

Enraged would describe how I've been feeling the past 48 hours or so. It actually started yesterday morning when I was awakened by the BBC informing me in their oh-so-British-voices that the US was bombing the shit out of an al Quaida training camp in Somalia. How very Wag the Dog of the administration. It's perfectly wonderful timing given that tonight G.W.B. attempts to win back the hearts and minds of the American people. Now he gets to say "War on Terror" and "al Quaida" and "Iraq" fifty thousand times in one speech. Combine that with the intense but apparently successful battle yesterday on Haifa Street in Baghdad and G.W.B. is on his way. Where? I'm not sure, but he seems to think all of this posturing is helping his image. This whole thing is ridiculous. A majority of the American people are against a troop "surge" (I prefer escalation--read this if you're a wordgeek like myself). Add Congress and the Joint Chiefs and you've got G.W.B. standing alone. How typically arrogant him to ignore the will of the majority.

Despite the obvious--which is that I should absolutely positively without a doubt NOT watch this speech tonight at 9pm--I will be there screaming and throwing whatever is within reach at the tv. And so should all of you.

In a somewhat related vein, the other night I saw "Children of Men." Go and see this movie. It is moviemaking at it's best. From editing to script to camera angles to set dressing it is divine. There is so much going on here and so much to think about and talk about. It's violent, but beautiful. The story itself is something you have heard a thousand times before--a reluctant hero and his journey--but it's....just go and see it for yourself. Cuaron (who, for those of you who don't know, directed HP and Prisoner of Azkaban) deserves the Oscar for this one.

Though I have spent the week being angry about things I have no control over (see above), it's actually been pretty good. The training schedule is still on track. I am determined to train for this thing as a beginner given my history of too much+too fast= injury so yesterday found me a tad bit frustrated with a 30 minute run that had me run for 1 minute and then walk for 1 minute. Booooorrrrring! I've also had to get over my whole "if it t'ain't a 30 minute run, t'ain't worth it" mindset as today I ran 1.5 miles. For all ye runners who are interested, this site is really cool. No more using the car to map out routes! Last night I was reintroduced to the beauty of Wonderfalls and reminded why I'm not a Ginsberg fan (except for America. I really do love that poem) so that was good. I'm looking forward to Friday when I'll tea and knit with the lovely Christina and then later will meet up with Michael and hit up Gazelle so I can sign up for the run.

Tonight: speechwatching and going to bed early. This crazy schedule has left me tired just about all the time. I've been asked if I think I have some kind of iron deficiency, but I'm pretty sure I'm just busy. And running again. And not drinking coffee. Which I'm thinking I might reintroduce to my life in small morning quantities. Ms. Malkowski is to be commended for giving up the evil bean, but I miss me my Love Buzz from leMONjellos.

I officially declare my life without coffee to be over.