Does it ever seem like you get way too close to the edge before someone/something comes along to rescue you? I have never fallen off the edge and I don’t believe that I will. I just wish I could stay a whole lot further away from the precipice.

So, Miss Kitty and I went to see Fahrenheit 9/11 last night. I am probably one of the last people who would stick up for Bush, but there were parts that I felt were just a bit too harsh. Moore criticized him for not reacting to the news that we were under attack for several minutes. I don’t know about anyone else, but I clearly remember being shocked into a leaden stupor upon first hearing the news over the radio at work. Bush was in front of a group of elementary school children in Florida. I’m not really sure how Moore expected him to behave.

Other than that, I think we need to start the impeachment process right now. I have this very creepy impression that Bush views his presidency and perhaps his life as a movie where he has been cast as some hero. The role he seems to be playing is that of a modern day cowboy. Moore emphasized that idea most brilliantly and hilariously. Perhaps it is necessary to view the job of president in some way that allows one to feel worthy of the position. I have any desire to be president, but I sure wouldn’t mind having whatever talent Bush has that convinces people to invest cash and faith in him repeatedly.

Onto other business—I have been doing the South Beach Diet for the past couple of weeks. The first two weeks (or the first phase) absolutely suck. I felt rather weak and crappy most of the time. I lost eight pounds (and weigh less than I did when I graduated from high school) which is nothing to sneeze at, but I’m not sure it was worth feeling like that. Phase two started today and I get to eat whole grains and semisweet chocolate. I read somewhere that you can just start the diet at phase two and I guess I would recommend that. I do feel like I gained some self control and lost some of my food obsession during the two weeks with no sugar and no starch. My Kashi whole-grain, high-protein waffle seemed like a heavenly treat this morning.

Well, nine more days until I fly to New Mexico. I want to start packing now. I’m grateful that I am pretty much sick of eggs, cheese and meat just in time to spend two weeks in the vegan household.

Well, I guess I will try to get some work done.

Love to all.