September 8th, 2002

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Spent most of the day in bed.
Did get quite a bit of branch cutting outside, earlier, though.
I think I've got a good idea where I want to put the above ground koi pond.
Christina and I went out for dinner and hung out catching up on things. She's been in Mexico for a couple of months. We're going to a BBQ tomorrow, that is if I don't have to work. The guy who was supposed to work my shift tomorrow called in sick on Friday. I hope he didn't call in for tonight and tomorrow as well. That'd suck. That'd mean I'd have to work my shift.
I wasn't feeling well, so yesterday at work seemed like a pretty fucked up night.
Patches still doesn't like MC most of the time, but I've caught her a few times playing with him. I think she is more bothered by him when he doesn't stop. When Chris was over, MC kept playing with a rolled up piece of paper until he started panting. Silly kitten. Cat's aren't designed to pant like dogs. I guess he'll eventually learn when he needs to stop.
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San Francisco

I miss it there.
I need to go back and visit some friends of mine who I haven't seen in ages.
I should go see my dad, hang out with him for a while.
Yeah, anyhow.
I'm drinking a beer.
woot
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I don't know if I'll be able to take reliving Sept. 11. I can't bring myself to look at the images anymore. Yes, we Americans are highly self-centered and conceited, but how does that allow a person or another country to hate us with such ferocity that they would bring themselves to even conceive such an act?
We take our freedoms for granted. But we don't try to "Americanize" other people to nearly the same degree that religeous factions proselytize. Part of being America is the diversity in other cultures that we have grown to accept. Where else can you go and visit another country in your same city? The big cities have Chinatowns, Japantowns, Thai food restaurants, Russian Squares, Little Italies, people from Greece, Mexico, South Pacific Islanders, Nigerians, and even Arabs. All are accepted here.
Hate begets hate, and evil begets evil.
But somehow, acceptance does not beget acceptance. Love doesn't beget love.
Obviously, hate is the easier emotion.