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	2006.03.30  18.49 9/11 If you care about your country or at least your fellow countrymen, watch this video. It's a documentary with arguments that 9/11 was a setup and that the twin towers did not collapse because planes hit them. They fell because explosives planted inside the building were detonated. If you know about all this copy the link and give it to others. If you haven't heard the arguments watch this video or go to www.scholarsfor911truth.org Seriously, I don't want to rant or lecture, because this may not even be true and I could just be acting like a crackpot, but I think you should feel obligated to at least listen and think about the evidence being presented here. Please watch the movie or go to the site. If you're busy now do it later. Don't ignore it though. Spread the word. Here's the movie: http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-5137581991288263801&q=loose+change Mood: Pissed Music: Yesterday-Murs

	2006.03.16  17.26 *cough* hack *cough I am sick. So very sick. I think I have the flu in one of its guises, but I'm not sure. I want some OJ but I'm too lazy to go get it. I tried mixing OJ with one of those EmergenC packets that you take when you're sick. I even used a tangerine flavored packet but the result was nevertheless very yucky. I feel better than I did yesterday, so I'm a little farther from the shores of death. Even despite the achiness and the exhaustion and the lack of appetite and the headaches this is still better than the allergy episode I went through a coupla weeks ago. THAT was hell. I couldn't even see anything, my eyes were constantly flooded with tears, and I was leaking snot like a.... freaking... snot faucet. Heh. And there was this one little annoying thing that happened where the inside of my nose would tingle horribly. It ws awful. It would only last for a moment but it would distract me from whatever I was doing and all I wanted to do was sneeze. Sneezing feels so good when you're sick. The feeling you get immediately after sneezing is so wonderful. You feel like you've been cured of whatever was afflicting you and your head is so light and your nose is so clear. I think hell wouldn't even have to be that painful, just annoying. Like having that little nose tingle for all eternity or being sick forever. The strange thing is that getting sick is probably just a taste of what being old is like. When your immune system breaks down, and you catch some unpleasant disease that makes everyday living extremely painful. When that time comes, I think maybe it'd be good to go out the Hunter S. Thompson way rather than wither away and die slowly and painfully. That is of course, unless you still at that point have something worth living for. Worth living in pain for. I dunno. I don't update regularly enough, but I should. The act of writing is very therapeutic and even fun at times. See the movie The Man Who Wasn't There. It is gorgeous. It is a visual feast, and I mean that literally. Hell see any movie by the Coen brothers. Except the Hudsucker Proxy. Actually never mind, see that too. It would be a good movie, except for one performance by Jennifer Jason Leigh. I'd be doing her a service by saying she gave a mediocre performance. Mood: Better now that I'm about to watch Arrested Development. Ahhh. Music: Be Thankful For What You've Got-William Devaughn-Assorted

	2005.10.11  18.14 You are absolutely right Socrates. You are absolutely right Socrates. You are absolutely right Socrates. You are absolutely right Socrates. You are absolutely right Socrates. FUCK YOU SOCRATES!!! Long time since last update. Basically just wanna say that the Republic is a piece of shit and Plato is an idealistic moron. I also want to complain about the fact that we never got a chance to say what we thought about the ideas in the book, even in our paper. We supposed to "analyze" the text instead, whatever the hell that means. I still am not quite sure what was required but I turned in my paper anyway in the hopes that no one else really got what to do either. I'm doing much better in school this year than I have ever before. I wish I had done as well last year. I think the reason I'm doing better is because I like all my classes and find none of them excruciatingly painful, like Spanish was. Today was a really good day for me for some reason. I just had a lot of fun making fun of those moronic "poets" they invited to the school. I didn't mind it so much the first time I heard some black guy do the whole poetic rapping bullshit about his oppressed life but gimme a break after the eight billonth person is invited to our school to say the same cheesy shit. Come on black people! I don't mind if you have to say a little poetry to express your anger at the oppressive situation you live in but at least have the decency to keep it in your own home! I don't have time to listen to your bullshit I have wealth to take for granted. Oh yeah when I was saying it was a good day I left out the part at the end which almost ruined it. On my way home from school I saw some kid I knew from a while back and he reached out his hand to do the whole hand swipe dealio. Except he also leaned in to do that whole half hug part too. I didn't know he was going to do that though so it was really awkward. He just leaned forward a little while I stood there confused. Then as he was pulling his hand away he started to pull off some complicated maneauver which would have probably have ended in that snap thingy that I've never managed to get right. But I didn't know he wanted to do that either so I just pulled my hand away and he wriggled his hand for half a second before he realized I wasn't participating. The I just left awkwardly. I felt so embarrassed. Stupid half hug and hand thingy. Gimme a handshake any day of the week. Mood: So much better now that the pain of Plato is over... Music: Magic Carpet Ride-Steppenwolf-16 Greatest Hits

	2005.08.18  09.51 Here it is... Man it has been a LOOOOONG time since I updated this. I'm wondering if it's even worth it. Oh well. I've been watching Six Feet Under. I'm already on the third season. Man is it good. I've come to the conclusion that HBO is just about incapable of making a bad series. Seriously, all of their series are fucking amazing. Sorpranos, The Wire, Six Feet Under, Curb Your Enthusiasm, Deadwood, and now they're making a series about ancient Rome that looks amazing. After thinking about it I realized that in some aspects T.V. shows are superior to movies. Mostly the superiority come from character development. You get to the characters so well in a series, much more than is possible in a two hour movie. It's just a fact. Anyway new topic. Recently I reaffirmed my conclusion that America is doomed and idiotic. All these stupid stupid CEO's and Republicans who are screwing everybody and putting money into their own pockets are making their eventual downfall inevitable. Eventually even their dumbass supporters will catch on to all the damage they've done and turn against them. These Republicans are so short sighted. While they may be profiting now sooner or later they will reap the harvest they've sown. Fucking Republicans. Hold on I'll be back in a second.... ..... ..... Alright I was getting something. Listen to this: "A loving person lives in a loving world. A hostile person lives in a hostile world. Everyone you meet is your mirror." Ken Keyes Jr. Think about that. I have. Now all the opinions I have of people strike me as a reflection of my own character. Strange. Mood: Scared I guess Music: The Devlins - World Outside

	2005.03.02  21.59 Nice weather lately...... My dog had a heart attack. I didn't know who to tell so I decided just to post it here. My mom can't stop weeping. I'd give anything to scratch my dog's tummy one more time. Some asshole took a picture of his accident and posted it on ebaumsworld. I've contacted the site and tried to get them to take it off but they won't. If you want, you can be an asshole too and check out the picture. Just don't expect me to talk about it with you; I'm just too depressed. http://www.ebaumsworld.com/images/scareddog.jpg GOTCHA! Hey, how do you put a new picture into an LJ? I can't figure it out. It keeps saying that my pictures exceed the 40 kb limit or something like that. What am I doing wrong? What should I be doing? Mood: Eh? Music: I Don't Believe You (She Acts Like We Never Have Met) (with Bob Dylan)-The Band-The Last Waltz [Disc 3]

	2005.03.02  21.59 I found this on Internet. I don't know what to think. Pretty funny though. http://kontraband.com/show/show.asp?ID=1517&rtn=index-topten Mood: scared of the history project Music: I Don't Believe You (She Acts Like We Never Have Met) (with Bob Dylan)-The Band-The Last Waltz [Disc 3]

	2005.02.13  13.28 Well I tried to change my DEALL day but it didn't work. It turns out I've already paid for the scuba diving and if I changed trips I would lose the difference between the cost of the two trips, the original cost is about 1600 so I would lose a ton of money. I even tried to figure out how long it would take me during the summer to pay for that working minimum wage and it would take me THE WHOLE SUMMER. What a pain in the ass, and it's not like I coudl keep the money anyway. I feel like such a shmuck, if I had only tried to change before the deadline or sooner I wouldn't have had to worry. My mom told me not to beat myself up about it now, and that I will enjoy scuba diving but I still feel awful, anyways. If I had chosen a cheaper trip it woulda been a piece of cake but I had to choose the most expensive trip. Damnit. MR. Greenwood hardly batted an eye when I presented my history topic to him. God that pissed me off. It's like, How am I supposed to be even a little excited to DO my project if you don't express even a LITTLE excitement to read it?!? I want to get a membership to the JCC, they seem like they have a cool facility. Mmmyep. I'm really strugglin to come up with something to write about. Maybe I'll come up with something later. I'll update later. Mood: I feel like a shmuck, okay? Music: Armagideon Time-The Clash

	2005.02.09  22.12 Well me and Danny the talent show and it was a big success. We WOULD'VE won except we didn't actually write the script ourselves. I hate telling people that because they keep going, "You didn't. Ohhhhhhh." All dissapointed like. I guess cuz Mr. Chabon announced that is was an "original production." Grrr. I don't hold it against him though, I see how he could've made the mistake. I might attempt to do something that I don;t usually do and I'm gonna see how it works out. I don't wanna say what it is cuz if I fail in my attempt it's better for no one to know that I tried and failed. that'll make it even worse. I'll say what it is after the results come in. This last paragraph sounds really cryptic. I had a very fun lab in Honors Chem today. Me and Ben basically screwed around and made fun of everything while Josh fiddled witht the computer and did most of the work. This'll probably come back to haunt me when I I hafta to my lab report and don't know anything but it was fun goofing off for a whole period. At one point Josh stepped away from the computer cuz he was so tired of doing all the work so I volunteered and stood with the computer on the desk making little keyboard noises with my mouth and not even typing the keys, like I was pretending to be workign but doing it really badly. It was funny but maybe you had to be there. I came up with my research topic for history and I'm actually kidn fo pumped about it. I think it'll be really interesting. Of course I'm gonna be bored and slack of in like a second after I turn in my thesis, but for now, I'm feelign good about myself. In fact if you coudl see me now I've been patting my own back for the last 15 minutes. I had a really funny/very uncomfortable talk with my mom when I brought up the fact that I had a history research paper and what shoudl I research. Good old mom didn't miss a beat and said, "Vaginas." (cricket sounds, uncomfortable silence) Then I did my best to keep up the joke and put on my best crusty historian voice and said as if I were making a presentation, "The vagina made a brief appearance in the winter of 1876 and changed the course of human history. It was met with much speculation...." And so on. Before you write my mother off as a sex pervert, just picture the look on Mr. Greenwood's face, if you can, when I sit down and he asks me, "What topic have you decided to research, Micah?" And I say, "The Vagina." Maybe I should change the subject. Are these entries too long? Is everyone getting bored by the end? Do you suggest I just make each paragraph an entry in its own? Whaddya think? Mood: artistic Music: Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band

	2005.02.07  20.50 COMPLETE Randomness! Well we had our first rehearsal today, and it was a lot of fun. We played some cool games that i thought were really clever. I've started worrying a lot about what's gonna happen to me. What am I gonna do for a living, where do I want to go to college, etc. A lot of the times it's more than that though. Like what kind of life am I gonna lead? Should I try o become a great person and change the world or should I just find something I really enjoy doing and stick with it even though I might become obscure? Do I even have the ability to do something great or am I just fooling myself? Sometimes I think one thing and other times I think the the other. Should I pursue my dream of being a bicycle repair man or simply become a McDonald's employee? These are tough decisions to make. Especially when I have to consider that I'll be raising a family of fifteen. Shoudl I go with the more lucrative option or the one which will make me happy. I also always wanted to be a super hero. I learned a little while ago that superheroes don't exist, however, and I after I got over the shock and thought it over for a while I decided it was probably a bad career move to try to become the world's first superhero. Several reasons helped me make this decision. Chiefly that in order to gain superpowers, like the ability to shoot fireballs out of my hands or turn invisible, I'd probably have to expose my body to unhealthy amounts of nuclear radiation. The end product of that would probably be me winding up in a hospital with burn scars. So basically the superhero idea is a no go. Of course, there's always the option of being a masked crusader, like Batman or something. You see Batman didn't really ahve any superpowers, he was more of just a bored upper crust aristocrat in a costume who beat up people with his fists. He didn't have any "powers" per se, but he was so badass it didn't matter. Course I wouldn't really have the resources he would have (e.g. millions of dollars for a batmobile and other cool gadgets) so I probably can't fight crime on his level, like bank robbers and murderers and gang members. .............Maybe I'll continue thsi another time. It was funny at first, but then it got boring. I stopped writing and when I came back it all seemed so STUPID. I could continue but I should really do hw now. I would erase it but it seems like such a waste to write all that and expend all that energy writing it and just erase it in the end. OH!!!! HERE's AN IDEA THAT I JUST CAME UP WITH! I think it might spice up this entry, as it seems to be gettign REAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALLY boring. CONFESS ONE HORRIBLE THING ABOUT YOURSELF THAT YOU LOVE OR HATE For instance, I love doing an impression of a mentally disabled person. It's totally not politically correct or even nice, but I get such a kick out of doing it I just can't stop. There, I've done one. Now everyone else should include one on here too. Don't make me seem like a shmuck by not confessing anything and making me seem like some inhumane bastard. CONFESS! Get it off your chest. Mood: blah Music: Proud Mary-Creedence Clearwater Revival-Chronicle, Vol. 1

	2005.02.02  18.11 My new life... So lately things hve been looking pretty up for me I think. I don't know what happened. I used to have such a negative depressed outlook on life, it seems now. I was always worried about what people were thinking of me and whether they were judging me and I psycho-analyzed every thing I said to anybody and all the conversations I had with people to make sure I hadn't made any mistakes. But now I feel a lot more confident and relaxed around people and I'm sweating the small things as much I think. I guess it might be a little late in my high school life to make this kinda change but maybe better late than never. But anyway, I feel much better about life now and I think the only things that could make me feel better are if: 1) I was going on the desert trip instead of on the stupid scuba diving trip which I'm sure I'll like but not as much cuz there aren't as many people I know going and desert trip sounds awesome. 2) I wasn't quite as behind in school (I shoudn't even be writing this now but whatever) P.S. In Febuary somethin' I will be taking an advanced drawing course to refresh my memory of how to draw good and stuff. Here, I'll explain: In August I took the beginners course version of this course and was doing really well by the end of the course. I don't wanna sound like I'm bragging but I was actually doing really really good by the end of the course, I think. I should've kept drawing after the course but of I didn't (of course, haha). In fact I think I've pretty much forgotten all the skills I acquired. But now I'm taking this refresher course and Im gonna regain those skills, so what I need is for people to bug bug bug bug bug bug bug bug bug bug bug bug bug bug me after I take the course about drawing them. Seriously after the first time I did this course I was really good at portraits, so have me draw your face! I beg all of you to pester me incessently about it. Anyway, this was a pretty long P.S. so I'm gonna stop. If anyone could lend me green eggs and ham, the book by Dr. Seuss that would be awesome! Bye! (GIMME COMMENTS!) Mood: optimistic Music: Jerk It Out-Caesars Palace

	2004.12.30  20.37 Hank's dead. It's been a while since I've updated this journal. I've got things to say. First, the good stuff. I'm doing something new with my comics. I haven't drawn anything in a loooooong while but I've decided to start writing a script for my comics beforehand, that way I can get all my thoughts in one places and be organized. It's helped a lot. Before I was like doing the drawing frame by frame and it seemed really choppy but hopefully it will FLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW a lot better now. This way I can look over what I'll do before I do it and iron out any little chinks ahead of time. On a worrisome note, my parents are going to India for two weeks. I know they'll have a good time, I just hope they don't catch any horrible painful diseases. On a tragic note, something terrible has happened in Florida, in my hometown. I would write it here but I don't know if it's my business to tell anyone about it on such a public thing as a livejournal. I think I'll probably discuss it with Dr. J first before I tell other people. Suffice to say it involves one of my old childhood aquaintance's death. It made me realize how much life has deteriorated for the kids I grew up with. I'll probably end up putting the whole story on this journal eventually. I hope you guys had good holidays. Mood: energetic Music: Theme From M*A*S*H (Suicide Is Painless)-Bill Evans-You Must Believe in Spring

	2004.10.12  17.20 Damn...... I figured out that at the heart of my problems is an inability to communicate with most of my peers. Or at least that's one of my problems. For some reason I almost always seem to be able to hold a conversation and get along with adults better than I do with kids at school. Then there was these programs I was at for the past two summers that each had college students attending them and I got along fine with them. On the plus side I got new bookshelves and they look really nice. Very organized and beautiful. And that's about the most exciting thing going on in my life. I found this site where people post whatever they want in little blurbs anonymously. They admit whatever they want, their problems and confessions and such. I don't remember the site name. My point is that I've basically stopped posting because I feel as If I can't really be totally honest in the journal because people I know will be reading it and I'm afraid to. There's definitely things I'd liek to say but don't feel I can. Mood: Nervous Music: When the Levee Breaks-LED ZEPPELIN

	2004.09.17  08.24 Holy shit...... My uncles house and the hospital he works in were completely destroyed by the hurricane. Now he's going to live with my grandma in Miami. I'm in a state of shock. I wonder if it'll swing around and hit our home. Mood: Jersey Man Music: Guns N' Roses - Live And Let Die

	2004.09.14  21.18 Them crops are lookin' pretty good, eh? Mr. Lane said something really interesting today: most kids our age feel as if they're being judged and scrutinized all the time. Perhaps this explains most teen behavior. I know I feel it's true. And I bet it's true for everybody whether you know it or not. You probably know it subconsciously. It's strange that we all (whether you know it or not) are constantly acting as though someone was judging you. I'm sure that no matter how stupid a teen acts in front of people, the person who will judge that kid the harshest is him/herself. Mr. Lane said that at a certain point you become aware that really, no one is scrutinizing you. That must come at a real kind of shock. Suddenly all this anxiety and angst that accumulates among most kids is gone. I can't wait for that period in my life.. All I know, is that being a teen is really awkward sometimes. College is probably a lot different. I saw Donnie Darko the Director's Cut the other day. It was good, and some of the added scenes were interesting. But I felt a lot of what was left on the cutting room floor the first time shoudl have stayed there. Most of the editing decisions a director makes are usually for the better whether he knows it or not. Excludign the cases like Brazil and Blade Runner and so on, where the Director was force to make editing choices because of Hollywood. I wonder if I want to go to a film school. It seems like I'd fit in pretty well. Maybe. But I'm not sure if it's what I want to do. I bet that no matter what you think you wanna do, you'll end up doing something completely different that you wouldn't be able to predict in a million years. Signing off............................................................................................................................................. Mood: who knows? Music: CCR - Have You Ever Seen The Rain?

	2004.09.02  18.07 You can get 1st Day Shipping on contraband goods! SO someone suggested I tell you what I know about Midwest Christians after I mentioned them in my last post. Very well, I shall reveal to you all I know about them. To be honest, I probably know very little about Midwest Christians, per se, I probably should've made that clear. I'm only familiar with the Southern types. I would assume that they're very similar however, so I'll just tell you about them. Where to start. Well I probably should've done this a few days ago when it was still fresh in my mind. I can't really remember anything now but I promise that when I get back to Florida and see all my friends and relatives again I'll write something interesting about them Christians. For now, I'll simply move on to a different subject. I started reading a book called Lies My Teacher Told Me. It's really good. In it the author goes through twelve of the major history textbooks and finds the omissions, lies, and heroifications of historical people that fill each one. It's really eye-opening. It makes history an interesting subject. I would suggest it. ANother book I would suggest is The Death of Common Sense. It's a very informative book that explains exactly why our government has so many problems and how it got to be that way. The real problem is that bereaucrats have seeked to make a perfect government by eliminating human decisions. Now they put down rules and regulations that list exactly what should be done in every scenario and situation so that politicians in the face of every problem, should just follow what the procedures say in Article B17 Clause 2P76 Paragraph 12. Rather than use common sense and work out the problem in its particular circumstances, the rules apply to each and every situation which makes for a helluva lot of problems. For example, (this is a true story) Mother Theresa and her gang of happy go lucky nuns want to build a housing unit in New York where homeless or poor people can spend the night and be fed. They have the money and they want to spruce up an abandoned building in a part of town that is not very favorable (meaning that the real estate isn't in a great location so logically it shoudln't matter whta you do with the building since no one with any kind of money will want to live there.) So they're ready to start building but before they do that they have to go through the proper procedures for renovating a building. They have to fill our countless forms and meet with countless officials. This takes a year and a half. All they want to do is help out the neddy but instead they find themselves trudging from waiting room to waiting room to get permission to repair the building. Two years after they've started they get a new piece of information. "One of the rules says that all buildings in New York must have an elevator. All of them. ALL OF THEM. Yes that means your building Mother Theresa." "My building? But how much will that cost?" "About $200,000." Doesn't that sound just a tad senseless to you? All the money that could be better spent on soup and sandwiches will be wasted on an elevator. The elevator will also take up space that could be used for beds for people to sleep in. The Nuns realised this too so rather than waste all their funds on a senseless project they stopped the project in its tracks. Is New York CRAZY?!?! A group of nuns offers to build a housing building using their own money and will take care of it independantly so no state funds will have to be diverted to it. Can it get any better than that?!? You'd think that New York would be on its hands and knees begging them to do it but instead it forces them to obey each and every procedure and won't make any excepions even in the face of reason. Make no mistake, the politicans who run the government are in no way trying to make the country a worse place or to aggravate bunch of nuns. The bereaucrat layers of procedures and rules and regulatiosn were put in place to ensure that no individual takes too much control and to ensure that there is no corruption. But by doing this they create many problems. Please read this book. I think by doing so you will realize the types of problems plaguing America's government and how they can be fixed. Seeya! Mood: optimistic Music: The Promise-Michael Nyman-Pure Moods

	2004.08.06  00.58 Aaargh, Let's see the color of yer insides... I saw the Manchurian Candidate the other day. It was great. I really love conspiracy movies. Today I saw Saved! I could recognize most of the people I know from Florida in the movie characters. I really didn't like it though. It had a good concept but ultimately it really didn't delve into the whole subject of Born-Again Christians well enough. It was too much of a teen comedy and not enough of a satire of the whole Mid-West Christian scene. Yesderday I smelled some veeeeeeeeery strange things, things I hope never to smell ever again. The first was vinegar tablets. Taking a good strong whiff of vinegar is like stabbing yourself up your nostril. The second was Cady's cat's ummm... business. It was unfortunately within 20 feet of my nose so I was almost knocked unconcious when this kitty let 'er rip. She must be feeding that cat something illegal in most countries because I swear you could seriously use the odor wafting off of its poop as a chemical weapon. Like mustard gas. Ooh, I get the shivers just thinking about it. Mood: paranoid Music: Planet of the Apes-Danny Elfman-planet of the apes

	2004.08.01  22.47 TAKE ME NOW LORD!!!! Well another day in the life of Micah Davis has passed. I hope anyone who is reading this is having a good summer. I have just returned from another drawing course, this time in Santa Barbara. I have a couple things to say about the course. It was amazing. The teachers have really honed the techniques for teaching how to draw over the years and watching myself and my fellow students progress from 13 to 12 year old drawing abilities to creating sophisticated and beautiful drawings was staggering. I'm serious, some of the people there started off with shit abilities, myself included, and in five days time were miles ahead of where they were. It was such an amazing experience for me. I had always had the desire to be able to draw and have artistic capabilities but until this course all I had been able to do was cartoons. Which, I'm aware, is still a pretty cool skill that I probably would've been able to make a career out of. Many cartoonists in the paper cannot draw realistically and can only cartoon (interestingly, Charles Schulz the creator of Peanuts wasn't one of these people and was actually capable of drawing fairly well). But for me cartooning wasn't enough, I wanted to learn to draw. And now I can confidently say I have. Before where I only felt frustration when my drawings never looked at all like their subjects now I feel excitement because I can now create things I feel proud of. This is the beginning of a long journey it feels like. The other thing I have to say about the course is that it takes place in Santa Barbara, now one of my most favorite places ever. It is beautiful, with gorgeous trees lining a cozy Spanish style street. After the earthquake all the buildings had a building code that instructed them to rebuild in the style of old Spanish buildings. This means most of the buildings look similar to the same which creates a beautiful unity in the town streets. Even the backalleys are a pleasure to look at. My two suggestions for anyone and everyone? Visit Santa Barbabra, and if you have any interest in art- even if you don't want to be an artist, you just want to look at art- take the drawing course. You will learn so much about the creation of art and have a newfound appreciation for artists. Take it from me it is really tiring and frustrating and tough to produce ANYTHING. After taking this workshop I'm not surprised Van Gogh cut off his ear, you could easily go crazy from doing this. But it's still too much fun to give up. Well that's enough about that. I have seen F. 9/11, the Village, and The Hunting of the President this summer and really enjoyed all of them. The Hunting of the President was very thought-provoking. Even if you don't see it- which you should- you should know this little tidbit. At the time when the Monica Lewinsky story had just hit the country and become the focus of everyone in the nation and completely diverted everone in America's attention- including the President's- from anything and everything else, guess where Bill Clinton was? He was at the U.N. headquarters, and guess what he was making a speech about? Guess. Just a little thing called terrorism. Can we presume that if the whole smear campaign against the President hadn't happened he would have been able to make changes or have some effect that would've prevented 9/11 from occuring? There's no way to know..... Mood: cynical Music: Immigrant Song-Led Zeppelin-LED ZEPPELIN

	2004.07.25  09.16 Riding off into the Sunset... I'm off to Santa Barbara for a week. Check out my new picture. Whaddya think? Well that's all for now, Seeya.

	2004.07.22  14.56 I'm back... ...Yup. Back in S.F. I got presents for all the people who asked for them and a few more. Heading to Santa Barbara on Sunday for a week... That's all for now. Oh, one last thing, ummmmmmmm. Actually that's it. Thought I had something else to say but it turns out I don't. No wait I do. When I was back in Florida I saw my Dad's old book collection and started oicking out the one's that looked the most interesting. Then I checked out the Pulitzer website, I can't remember why. It looked like it had some good stuff then I saw this one book whose subject totally blew my mind. It sounded fascinating and it seemed like one of the most ambitious ideas I'd ever read about. I would tell you what it is but then you might read it and I wouldn't have any of the advantages I might gain If I read the book but you didn't. I realized that after I saw the book. That I am often motivated to read books simply because I know they'll make me smarter and because of that, perhaps better than other people who have not read them and do not have the ideas, wisdom, or intelligence that could be gained by reading them. So I probably will not tell you the name of the book because I would like to make myself smarter than you and give myself a one-up on you, as they say. Isn't that a bastard thing to do? (Now imagine me giggling evilly to myself in some dark underground cave and rubbing my hands together fiendishly). On aside note I just finshed a book by Kurt Vonnegut a few minutes ago. I would recommend reading anything by him, he's good. So long for now. Mood: okay Music: We Care a Lot-Faith No More

	2004.07.13  13.44 I can feel my will to live leaking out of my head... It only took me 2 days to figure out that I hate America and I hate living in it. I first felt this phenomenon when I left Japan and had a strong desire to return as soon as I got back to the states. Now I feel that desire again as I come back from Europe. There is so much wrong with this country. One slap in the face came today when I was talking with one of my childhood buddies whom I have known since I was four. I asked him if he had seen any good movies lately and if had seen Fahrenheit 9/11, just out of curiousity. I didn't expect him to have seen it but I was not ready for his response that he didn't want to see it because it would say bad things about Bush. He also said he would not be voting for Kerry because he "doesn't know jack shit." The more I think about this the more angry it makes me. This kind of thing is what I hate about most of the people from my hometown and neighboring southern states: the unwillingness to even confront ANY new idea that opposes your own. Maybe you are close-minded and you do hold on to your jack-shit ideas even when confronted with the obvious truth, but to not even acknowledge an opposing argument makes me sick. It is a kind of willing ignorance that depresses me. What also depresses me is the fact that I didn't say a word in protest to him. It's just such a pain in the ass to talk to this type of person. Because as soon as you start giving examples of why it might be a bad idea to vote for Bush or what sort of reasons there are for voting against him these people clam up and make it very apparent that they are uncomfortable continuing this type of discussion and would rather just ignore it and move on to something else. They really can't argue because they're so unread and uninformed that their grasp of this and any other subject is weak and they KNOW it. They know it and it makes them uncomfortable when you make them aware of it. This is the sad truth. What's even sadder is that it is these people who will influence the course of human history with their votes and make the world a worse place for it. There are more things but I have worn myself out expressing my anger into this journal and I don't have the energy to type out the rest. Suffice to say that I have come to the conclusion that The United States of America is SICK IN THE HEAD. There is a disease infecting this country that influences the way we live and even the way we think and look upon the world and our surroundings. As soon as I can leave I shall. I will not subject myself to this sickness any longer nor will I let my children grow up here. Maybe in reality there isn't anything better but I'm convinced there is.

	2004.07.11  18.43 Grunts incoherently... He's baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack. Yup, Micah has returned to civilization. He would like to comment on all your LJ's but he neither has the time nor desire to do so. Now he's in Florida, so sorry. He's enjoying good ol' fashioned southern style stuff after nearly a month of French intellectualism and high culture. Who needs that when you can go to oyster restaurants in Florida that have mottos like, "We shuck 'em, you suck 'em." He kids you not... He hopes everyone is having an action packed yet relaxing summer. Mood: It's 4 A.M. French time. Ouch. Music: RIght now some great jazzzzzzzzz.

	2004.06.15  10.22 I'm riding into the sunset... Well, this is it campers. Tomorrow I'm gonna be leaving you guys for greener pastures: France! I'll be gone for about a month I think, maybe longer. I hope you all have very fun summers. Tomorrow I'll hopefully be getting my glasses but by that time it will be too late for you guys to see them. I'll be back, however, so you'll just have to live in agonizing anticipation of what my glasses look like till then. I might buy souvenirs for people from France. It depends on what kinda mood I'm in. I fanyone wants something expensive that I wouldn't be able to afford they can comment on my livejournal and state their desire. Example: My last trip to Britain, Ted wanted me to buy him a soccer jersey (very expensive). If no one wants anything perhaps I'll just pick up keychains or something. Well that's all for now. Seeya! Mood: aggravated Music: A Day at the Races-Jurassic 5

	2004.06.14  14.50 Try this sucka... Take my Quiz on QuizYourFriends.com! This quiz is funny, enjoy!

	2004.06.13  18.38 Yippee-Kay Yay, Motherfucker... Well, I'm leaving on wednesday people. Then it's gone for a loooong while. I'd like to see people before I go and hang out before I'm exiled to France. So have your people call my people. DO IT. On a side note, I biked to Tiburon with Cady. I was contemplating suicide but I didn't have the guts to pull the trigger when I was offered the opporunity to bike 16 miles instead. I figured the ride would do me in so I agreed to it. Unfortunately, I was still alive by the end of it. To make matters worse my mom called and asked where I was. I asked why and she told me that we were having a big family dinner with the Dramov-Fisher family........ Oops.... Ummmm, I'm in Tiburon... Long story short she wasn't happy. In the end though I didn't get into that much trouble. I recently received four Purple Hearts for and the Congressional Medal of Honor for outstanding resolve on the paintball field. I was wounded in both hands, the ass, and the lower back in order to defend America from the Commies. I was able to take out several before I was rendered useless. Actually, I've come to the conclusion that paintball is a clear sign that mankind (or at least America) has drifted too far from its roots. I mean think about it, it's basically a self-contained battle, a basic way for people to release their violent urges. In the old caveman days people had to hunt to survive and so they got out their violent tendencies then. Well not anymore obviously. Now instead we shoot little balls of paint at eachother. What a strange thing... Mood: bored... as always. Music: Sloop John B.-The Beach Boys-The Beach Boys: The Greatest Hits, Vol. 1 - 20 Good Vibrations

	2004.06.10  19.20 I am the LIZARD KING!!!!!!!!! Well not much has happened recently, cept we got a new T.V. I think Livejournals work better during the school year because most people (I'm guessing) read and respond and write them when they're avoiding doing their homework and are procrastinating (like me!). In the summer most people are doing other things than at the computer... Like running from the cops or battling old chinese women... Well I'm getting my glasses NEXT WEEK!!! WHAT THE FUCKIGN FUCK IS UP WITH THAT FUCKING SHIT!?!? Sorry, just had to let loose. The receptionist at the glasses place told me that they'd DEFINITALEY be here monday. Then she says that something went wrong and they didn't arrive. Saying that was like the equivalent of driving a stake though my heart. It's just frustrating... Oh well. Im about to watch the movie Sexy Beast. It's like a British ganster movies. I love British gangster movies. SO far I've seen Snatch, Lock, Stock, and Two Smoking Barrels, and the Long Good Friday. I'd recomend these to anyone. Well let's see if I'll add Sexy Beast to the list... Mood: artistic Music: Achilles Last Stand-Led Zeppelin