Have fun!

we live reverse lives - i don't get to go to florida this easter...

happy travels!

I have returned from Chick-ah-go.

Yes, but did you have a thrilling good time?

Not really, but I got to read Brave New World. Mind blowing stuff. It inspires me. I need to crank out some more Sci-Fi in here.

But I greatly missed my girlfriend, Gertrude. She's from Germany, 69 years old, but in brilliant shape. ...yes she is an amalgamation of metal and wood. I just hope someone doesn't get her before I do.

I have always had a problem with anger. Not that I cannot control it, but it can sometimes become so great that it interferes with my work. Of course I get angry frequently, but not usually enough to feel like attacking someone.

But sometimes I get so angry that I simply sit quietly, doing nothing, not speaking to anyone. Eventually I end up breaking something. I don't care what anyone says, the only way for me to dissipate my anger is to physically exert myself.

So yesterday I was royally pissed (and I don't mean drunk to those who speak British English). This morning I heard on the school news that a young man from a rival school was killed when he was struck by a semi-truck. It really disturbs me. Let me explain why.

About a year ago, I was having a terrible day at school and was very angry. I recall writing in my journal that I was so angry that "it felt orgasmic." The next day a fellow church-goer was killed in a head on collision. Later on some fellow youth from my church were annoying me. That night the President of the church, Gordan B. Hinckley, died. Not much later my very own grandfather died. And now this young man, while I might not know him, has died.

I cannot figure out why this occurs. I've had too many good people die within the last decade. Hell, even in the last five years.