Tuesday, June 22, 2004

Aidan and Shanna got off OK. At least the plane took off at 5:30 and it's now almost 10:30, and no phone call so I'm guessing they got on the plane OK. They should be in Amsterdam in a couple of hours, then a short layover, then on to Frankfurt. I really enjoyed having Aidan here. It was nice to see Shanna as well, but a little awkward. We were polite to each other at least.

Trying to work out different versions of my budget to fit into the scenarios I may be faced with in the year or so. I could be heading to Michigan in January, Korea in February, or Michigan next August. Won't be able to work any of this until next week, so I'm going to try and not think about it too much. I think I'm going to take in Fahrenheit 9/11 this weekend. I heard it's a romantic comedy about a boy and his love for oil.

Not much going on in my life. I need to get my homework done, but I have until Monday. I think I'm almost ready to start running outside again. My legs seems to be holding up well on the treadmill anyway.

In some weird demented way, I want the people doing the executions in Iraq to find a Chinese guy to threaten to kill. In response I want China to send about 2 million troops into Iraq. I figure 10 guys on every street corner would help curb the terrorist enthusiasm. Hey that's just me, and no I don't really want to see someone from China executed.

I think it's great a "civilian" made it into space this week, but I would like to know what they expect to come of this. If it's all about charging millionaires to say they're astronauts too, the fuck it...End it now. If it's about improving technology and advancing man's presence in space, then go for it.

Aidan dropped an "F bomb" while he was here. His exact words were "Where are those Fucking puzzle pieces?" very cute. OK, maybe not so cute. Turns out the pieces were in a place that I had looked the night before but somehow managed to miss.

OK, well I need to get some rest. I'm the Booster Club President, and we have a bake sale tomorrow (this would sound like a macho activity if....nothings coming to mind).

More later
Tim

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