Tonight, I knew where my towel was. It was on the third hook from the shower entrance. That’s the one directly over the plug and one to the right. It was there when I went into the shower, hung on top of my locker key.

There is some asinine protest going on, today. People are going to refrain from buying anything, today, to protest the war.

Everyone knows that I’m full of something. What many people don’t know is that the something is good ideas. This is a public notice: I am full of good ideas. (“I have so much love to give!!”)

My friend John wrote Wikalong, an extension for Firefox that lets you share a little margin for the webbernet. Basically, when you go to a page, you get a wiki page that’s associated to the URL. (I feel proud to be the person to first call it a wiki-margin for the intarweb.)

	http://www.wikalong.org/

I am not a stickler for how people spell my name, but I figure I’ll get it stated publicly at least once.

We finally watched City of God, today. It had been sitting on our floor for a week or so, so it will be good to get it back to Netflix. When I first heard about this movie, I thought, “How could they possibly make a /movie/ of the City of God?” I’d assumed it was St. Augustine’s work.

It wasn’t a long weekend, but it really felt like one. Today it was a little hard to get my mind into my work, but I still got some things done. I am just completely burned out on this project, and I want it to end. I want it to be over, and then I don’t want to think about it for a few months. My burnout is making me worthless, which is making me depressed.

[ You, dear reader, are getting this before they are. They’ll get it once I LaTeXify it. ]

I just got back from 7-11. Gloria is having lunch with one of her fellow instructors from the gym, so I decided to slum it up and get a hot dog. This is also what I did last week when she was at a kickboxing workshop. I got a “spicy italian sausage” and a can of Red Bull. The sausage was pretty good, although a little greasy. It would’ve been good if patted dry and impaled on a stick. I had an empty water glass on my desk, so I poured my red bull into it. This was the first time I’ve really seen red bull, as I usually drink it right from the can.

Visitors to my apartment may be astounded to learn that there are no longer any CDs, DVDs, or video games piled on the floor. Gloria has long been saying that we needed to get them into shelves, and I finally got around to taking her advice. I ordered three “Atlantic Oskar Multimedia Storage System” units from racksandstands.com, and we’ve installed the first two.