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I have two distinctly different things to talk about tonight...
First, we had a raging party last night. It was the celebration of two birthdays: Rob's (Jan. 15th) and mine (Jan. 31st). I'm beginning to notice a trend in party attendance. If you plan then event far in advance, and invite everyone you know, you'll end up sitting all night with your two best friends watching TV. On the other hand, if you put things together on the fly, and just let a few people know... it'll be standing room only. It's the Law of Inverse Party Preparation. As proof, see exhibit A (Virtual Photo Album).
Second, and drastically aside; I just returned from seeing Black Hawk Down. Despite the fact that this is a difficult film to watch, I highly recommend it. The movie is powerfully relevant to the present situation that we find our world in. It has however, left me somewhat disturbed but not by anything you would expect. I find myself feeling ashamed... ashamed that I have never served in the military. Ashamed because I was raised as a warrior, raised to believe in honor and dedication, blessed with courage, physical strength and prowess, leadership skills and the clarity of mind to lead men in battle. I know this sounds boastful, but it is true, and the possibility that I have missed my call brings me shame. There are some of you, even some of my closest friends, that will find this strange, possible even disturbing. Please bear in mind, that I find no glory in war, I have no desire to kill anyone, and I do not wish to be a hero. More and more, I have come to realize that I was a warrior in a previous life, and the desire to do great deeds runs hot in my veins. Now I'm just rambling... perhaps I'm just feeling tomorrow's Full Moon.
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