I'm ready to pitch a tent in the middle of Central Park. I can't take any more "news" about the war. The photos of our guys that were tortured sent me reeling this morning. I vow not to read anymore newspapers or listen to the radio this week.

On a much Much MUCH happier note, I can't wait to see Finding Nemo. Anyone else? I feel like the world has lost its whimsy. Come on Eisner, show us what you've got.

Lack of word on the job in DC is killing me, so I called there this morning. They haven't made any decisions yet, and apparently have a monster load of applicants. I'm supposed to be "contacted" next Monday. Meanwhile, my loan apps for summer and next year as well as my summer housing deposit are due now. Hmm. There's a good $15,000 budget difference between moving there for a job this summer or staying here and taking classes. Argh. Your guess is as good as mine.

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