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2:06 AM

Its late.

I'm up.

Something Personal

So, lately I've been introspective.

The Obama-mania seems like its finally going to now settle down now that he's been sworn in as the President. And as I watched so many people getting so caught up in him, being so excited, happy, and hopeful about his rise to power, I couldn't help but sit and wonder why I am just not.

I mean, I supported him, I voted for him. I believe in him, but I don't feel what everyone else does.

Sometimes I pride myself on being really good at "keeping things in perspective." Other times, I wish I could get caught up in it, something, anything.

I'm also cynical about all of them. Were more people in Washington D.C. yesterday to celebrate the man they supported or only personally feel like "they were a part of history." I've read many facebook statuses supporting the latter. "I was a witness to history!" Whoop. Its selfish, isn't it? Isn't Obama representing so many other things for people to be happy about, than you spending a few hours down the street next to a person who's next to a person who's next to a person who might actually be able to see a person who's close enough to a person who can see Obama?

But then again, it makes me sad that my cynicism and oh-so-important perspective leave me out of that optimism and excitement.

I'm nervous about him. Mainly because there's never been a president with more expected of him. And never a president supported by so many unreasonable type people. I wish him luck, and I hope people don't crucify him when he doesn't do what he said he would as fast or as effectively as they've imagined it.

Jake's Rules for Clubbing

1. Patience Prevails
2. Men - You are allowed to touch any body part you wish, as long as you don't use your hands.
3. Only scope from the scoping area.
4. Nobody likes a tall guy in a club.

This is an incomplete list.

The Savages

I've been wanting to see this movie for a long long time, and happened to catch it on tv just as it was beginning.

I've never been this compelled this fast, and the scenes inside the nursing home already make me so uncomfortable, I can't imagine what's to come. I hate nursing homes. Hate hate hate them.

Blog Entry Now

I have this big blog entry I wanna write. Subjects include the future, new year's type resolutions, and life on the job.

But I had a horrible migraine last night. I've never had a migraine before. Headaches, but not migraines. This was a migraine.

The migraine made me angry because we were eating at this awesome pizza place, and I could hardly taste my salami and linguica pizza. But I'[m fairly certain it was really good. i didn't even have the focus, strength, or energy to save the leftovers or finish my beer (i was hoping it would help.) I just wanted to get home so badly.

And today, my back hurts miserably. Apparently this tour may kill me. Let's see what breaks down next. Toes, I hope its not you.

I'm going to post that real blog later.

I wanted to post a blog....

tonight, but I'm too tired after a long day of traveling.

I woke up this morning in Petersburg, IN and I am now safely in Sacramento, CA.

Lots on my mind lately. Will post soon.