What's More...

Now I've gone and dreamt that I met Teresa Heinz Kerry.  Not sure what's up with all the politicos lately.  I don't even pay that much attention to politics in odd-numbered years, unless one of my "pet issues" happens to be in the spotlight (which is not the case at present).

Michael Jackson.  Personally, I think he's done what he's been accused of.  However, I'm also fairly convinced that prison will kill him.  The man is not exactly a strong one, mentally.  I think he needs some pretty severe counselling.  I don't think he was always this messed up.  It seems that somewhere in the nineties (I think shortly before his HIStory anthology came out), he changed into some sort of whatever he is now.  Buttercups and daisies.  I'm not really sure what I mean by that.  But he needs serious counselling.  I remember way back when he would work through the Make-A-Wish Foundation, and take small groups of children to Disney World.  He actually would arrange for the park to be open exclusively for him and his charges (obviously, these excursions happened at nighttime).  That was cool. 

Anyway, I barely pay attention to the trial, but his picture has been popular on CNN lately.  *shrug*

Job interview on Monday.

It's gym day, but I've got some sort of vibe right now telling me not to go.  So I'll go tomorrow.

Listening to bad Euro pop right now (as if there's such a thing as good Euro pop).  Other than that, however, I seem to be okay.  I have a feeling I had something more important to say, but I can't remember it at the moment.