But why the hell not.  Dem's sweep midterm elections.  About fucking time.  Not that I'm expecting great things to happen, but I can sleep a little better at night knowing that we're not dominated by self-loathing closet cases anymore.  What strikes me as sad is how fucking long it's taken to get the majority on board with moving forward into the future instead of trying to hold on to a past that never really existed.

   What a great day as well that we are finally rid of Rumsfuck.  Not that it gets us out of Iraq, but it shows that the lame duck monkey in the offal office is instantly shifting with the changing winds of a landslide democralection.

   Politics aside, people who crack me up right now: Foley, that guy Ted Haggard who ran the conservative church who didn't and then did hire a male hooker and then didn't and then did buy meth and then said he'd bought it, but not used it, only to have a quoted telephone conversation quote him as asking for the "stuff", "again".  People who use drugs (rather than those who do not or simply buy them to look at) generally don't ask for a repeat of some prior purchase.  Drugs aren't exactly like collectable plates or figurines.  If you're asking for something again, chances are you bought it before and chances are if you bought it before and are asking for it again, you used up that which you had already bought.  But that's just my theory.  Or else, he's buying it for his 5 kids or his wife... Hmm...

   So yeah, what's been going on?  School, that's what.  I'm in studio hell.  OK, I'm finally out of a slump that was causing me to question whether I should really be doing this whole archischool thing.  I'm hoping that the house I'm making tonight for review tomorrow is at least partially well received by my professor because I'm getting pretty tired of disappointing him.  So much for being one of the stars.  My goal is to get back on top.  We all have our moments of self-doubt and lapses in inspiration. 

   I suppose my own lapse was from trying to do something that was not me and make it mine.  I'm already trying enough with the studio I'm in this semester, the last thing I need is to try to reinvent how I think.  Not that I haven't learned a lot from getting stuck over and over and trying to get myself a house out of an obcessive study of this silly text I had to analyze and got stuck in a spread sheet that kept getting more convoluded and didn't get me any closer to a house.  I basically fell into the same hole that all of the other kids in our studio fell into at one time or another.  I really shouldn't be all proud of myself just yet, the prof has yet to see my house and wish me well.  Not that I'm looking for his stamp of approval only, but it sure does help to have your prof on your side of the field when you're trying something.

More later, I promise.  Oh yeah, leave me a comment if you read this.  Always nice to hear a hello