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Whenever I'm sitting somewhere and I don't have anything to do, I count in my head. I count by eights, because as I count I push my little toe on each foot against the floor for the first two, then the big toes, four, then I stop pushing with the little toes, six, then I stop with the big toes, eight. So the goal is to get to a multiple of ten and have my toes in a normal state.

As those of you with basic math skills already know, the number I reach is 40. Sometimes I don't keep them pushed down, I count by fours and just push them down and pull them back up in one motion.

I do this counting a lot.

Try it sometime, do it quickly, and appreciate the numbers as you count them. They're beautiful.

listening to: Weezer- Butterfly

Take it to the polls!

Earlier this evening, I was playing SexyBack when my father walked into the room.

We began to talk about college basketball, and for the duration of the conversation, he busted out some of the sweetest dance moves I've ever witnessed. Not only were they sweet, he kept up a normal conversation as if nothing was happening.

I read about 50 pages of Barack Obama's book, "The Audacity of Hope," at Barnes & Noble. I was somewhat impressed, he talked a lot about traveling around Illinois when he was first running for a Senate seat. He also said a lot of good things about both parties, and how he doesn't think the Bush Administration is doing anything but what they think is best for the country. On several occasions he commented on the current polarization of the parties and how different things were in the 60's and back.

I haven't done enough research on Obama to really endorse him, but I think I'll pick up the book and finish it. When I really know what he stands for, maybe I'll find that he merits my approval.

listening to: Justin Timberlake- SexyBack

And she realized people didn't have to be unhappy, but before she could tell anyone, the world ended.

I haven't blogged since sometime like July, but for some reason, today made me want to pick up the old keyboard again. I deleted my next most recent post, because it sucked, so why leave that out there?

Since my previous period of regular posting, I'd say I've changed a lot. I feel like there isn't anything but cynicism in my future. The more I learn about the world, the more I feel like nobody understands anything, and people just want to control and abuse each other. People are too different from each other, fundamentally, to be able to reconcile anything on a large scale. The situation in the US is probably at least as good as anywhere in the world, but it's still inundated with corruption and idiocy. I gain more and more respect for people like the founding fathers; they foresaw so many problems with the country, and they managed to build something that would last, at least for a little while. Now the country is so consumed by the political parties, misinformation, and a general apathy about life that it hurts me.

I have to avert my eyes, because otherwise I could never be happy.

When people find something that makes them happy, they need to sieze on it. Who knows when that will happen again? Everything is so fragile.

But for the most part, people get by. They manage not to despair.

Sometimes light just feels artificial, and you wonder why it's there at all.

Just let it get dark.