Having just read this, I'm going to go home and turn on the television, cook a nice TV dinner. There might still be a TV tray stuck up in the garage from when I moved in. I'm going to get it down and just give in to the American way of life. I can watch E! while I eat, learn about the important stuff happening in Hollywood. Maybe I'll be lucky enough to find an in-depth program about Paris's latest manicure and what she ate for dinner the day she got out from her wrong, wrong, wrong incarceration. Hoping, hoping there will be one of those great celebrity sports/dancing/bug-eating shows on or something. Because really, I just think it's time to quit worrying about all of these world problems and just kick back and accept that I, that we, are fucked. We are thoroughly, completely fucked.