War on Acceptance

Righto, ambitious daily blogging is taking its toll, like no kidding i spent time standing in the shower this morning (savour that image) thinking about what i would talk about. i mean why? its not like anyone reads this or cares. but hey, i came up with the wonderful idea of talking about how nice it is just to sit for a day.

No anectodes from today as i was sailing, so i attend the tale of saturday last. twas the day before sunday and not a creature was stirring. so i sat, in my room, staring at the rain. my aim here was to solve all the problems of the world, and as it happens america is still at war with "terror" so i apparantley failed, and i am damn sure i created more problems in my own head.

What the hell is a war on an emotion anyway. nice one team bush admin '03 (yeah i used numbers- shutup) come on guys, war on terrorists, maybe. war on bastards who threaten national security by flying planes into symbols of capitalism, maybe. war on terror, now thats just lazy. oh, i just delved to political and am scared of offending someone, so sorry! i do love you, whomever i offended, really i do. anyway from now on i think every war should be a war on some emotion, just for the day that we get the "war on acceptance". it will happen, someday, trust me.

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Matt kearnnnns.