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Happy Independence Day:

Two Bush opponents, taken out of the crowd in restraints by police, said they were told they couldn't be there because they were wearing shirts that said they opposed the president.
No one even blinks any more. Because we're supposedly in a war, which will never end. Four more years of this and we'll be envying the Russians.

A week into its existence, Iraq declares executive martial law. Good start on that democracy thing, guys.

I'm a quarter Norwegian. Woo hoo! (Not grotesque or anything, but the pictures are not entirely worksafe.)

Fuuuuuck. Looks like things will get worse from here. At least the Norwegians care.

Excellent sake and dinner company tonight, after a great aikido class. And a not-so-great end of the day at work. First I finally reached the most convenient area blacksmith and found out he too has no room for another student. Then I snapped at my boss: I get irritated when he acts like I'm an idiot, just because he has poor reading comprehension. It's not like I have infinite patience under most circumstances, but I've been more and more frustrated at work lately, so maybe the change I need is to change jobs, since I don't want to move and I'm not sure what other changes I can enact. It could always be worse: this time I know who I am, but I don't know what to do with myself. Maybe the metal-shop course I'm planning for the fall will take care of things.


Chris