I had a dream last night where I made out with Shara Sieminski.

And I can't even remember how to spell her name.

Anyways.

You know that statement -- "God made dirt so dirt don't hurt?" I was thinking about that today and how wonderfully profound it is and how I wish it were absolutely true and applied to everything there that is in life. Like church. Or lions. And maybe really hot pizza.

Oh well.

There is some sort of argument going on over at the periodical desk in the library right now. Only it is a library argument so the people arguing are polite and speak in hushed tones. This is why books are better than sports bars.

The end.