This country makes me absolutely ill sometimes (i.e. today). You know what, Mr. Bush is right. Some people do hate freedom. I hate freedom. I hate that people have the freedom to blow buckets and buckets of cash on things that they don’t want and food that will just kill them anyway while they smile about bombing the shit out of civilians in an impoverished country they’ve held under sanctions for years and years. This season and all this shopping just make me sick.
Meanwhile, my computer is dying. Like, seriously dying. This sucks, becuase it’s my livelihood (well, what little livelihood I’ve got). Plus, I’m wasting altogether too much time trying to save it instead of hanging around with the people I came to visit.