Wednesday, September 29, 2004

   Scary Stuff. . .
Ah, last night I was playing Harvest Moon: Friends of Mineral Town before going to bed and was so pleased that I finally figured out why Elli wouldn't marry me. Now that I got that fixed, on the 23rd of Spring, the day after the Cooking Festival, we're getting married. But in real life, I've never planned to get married and still have no intentions of doing so. There's one song in particular by No Doubt called "Marry Me", and it sort've spooked me. I like the song but it's still wierd.
Woke up at 3 last night. Whew, five hours of sleep again. Guess I should feel lucky that I got a "decent" [in my case at least] amount of sleep. Would be nice if I could sleep until at least 5. Seven hours of sleep would be a miracle. I had another dream with that person in it. Why do they stalk me in my sleep? I never think about them, I don't even know them. I'm getting tired of seeing their ugly mug in my subconscience.
Tomorrow are the political debates. At 9 ... that's kind of late. For me. I'll watch them anyway though. I should write it down so I don't forget. I write everything down. I have a notepad that's always at my desk that I scribble notes on and one in my bag that I always keep with me at school. I always remember the things I write down too, even if I don't look at them, I remember actually writing them down which is what helps me remember.
Back to the subject at hand. I still can't believe how juvenile some of these commercials for political compaigns are. Kerry's insulting Bush's middle initial? How desporate is that? Maybe if they spent less time bashing the other person and more time focusing on what's important, we would actually get somewhere. I'm worried the debates are only gonna tell us what we already know. How pointless. They're both like broken records, you hear the same thing over and over again. Maybe talking about some minor issues would fill in some of that blank space they use to insult eachother. Pfft.

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