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I hate the fact that I feel like I need to post these two songs every few years/(few months?) these days. Mind you, Matt Johnson could do no wrong and I have been a big fan of theirs since high school but once again, this song seems apropos: And of course, this one too though I never was as big of a fan of REM as I was of The The: On the other hand, each time I've posted this, the end of the world didn't happen but the other times I've posted this, Donny Dickhead wasn't the president of the United States. In addition, the people who actually could do something about this are busy clutching their pearls or threatening Iraq and Iranian citizens. Add to this, you've got Americans at each other's throats in a way that I

I should be in bed. I start my new job tomorrow and I need to get some sleep but I remembered (late) that I said I would chat with you, well if anyone is actually reading, and if nobody is, maybe I just feel like Sunday night is a good night to pepper the Internet with my personal seed of 1's and 0's. Eventually, someone is bound to get impregnated, addicted, obsessed on what I have to say. Well, at least a woman can hope. I've always said it's good to have hopes and dreams because hope is what gets you up in the morning. Now I was raised Catholic and I'm not going to get into all the nuances within the Catholic Church but I was blessed to have Benedictine sisters and the Benedictine approach in my