July 7th, 2005

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I was going to whine about some fairly trivial domestic stuff, but that issue's been resolved, so the hell with it.

The next couple of months are going to be a fairly delicate time financially. I need to clamp down hard on expenses so that I can get enough flex in the budget to squeeze out the ~$1100 I'm going to need for the rent and deposit on the new apartment. I'm also going to have to figure out how to get all my stuff moved over there, settle up with TWC so I'll have Internet in the new digs, and still manage to put gas in the Sportage. It'll help that I won't have class for another month or so (which reminds me, I need to refile my FAFSA and complete my coursework this week) but I really really need to quit doing the little things that are nickel-and-diming me to death...according to the Personal Spending Report that the wellsfargo.com website helpfully (sic) provides me, I spent over $200 in various fast-food joints and restaurants last month, none of which I could really afford and very little of which could be justified on grounds on convenience, e.g. dinner before class.

"...as with any military operation, the great thing is not to lose your nerve." It's a favorite line of Jerry's, and very true. History is full of battles and wars that turned on one side or the other deciding that the thing could not be done and that all that remained was to turn and flee for one's life. Most recently, in my own lifetime, we lost our nerve in Vietnam, and millions of Hmong, Khmer, Lao and Vietnamese paid the price for that failure. I say this in connection with the London bombings, which have managed to affect even people in my small circle of friends & acquaintances. petsnakereggie and I don't agree on much when it comes to politics, but we do agree that however we got into Iraq, we must finish the job. Perhaps we have become an empire, following the example of Rome, but we are a kinder, gentler empire than the Romans. We did not sack Berlin, Rome or Tokyo and sow the smoking ruins with salt as an example to others. We rebuilt them instead, as we are rebuilding Baghdad, and those who set the bombs in the Underground and the buses of London hate us for it. We must not lose our nerve until these people are dead and the rest of Islam is convinced that there is no virtue or victory in terrorism.

We kept our nerve until Soviet Communism was dead. The current enemy, these Islamic fascists, are far weaker than the Great Bear ever was, and if it takes eighty years to kill the worst and dissuade the rest, then we must stay the course.
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All TVP is not created equal

Part of the leftovers salvaged from consuite this year were some big honking bowls of Thai instant ramen, which I discovered today (to my sorrow) were vegan. Now, don't get me wrong; I have no beef with people who decide that's the way they want to eat. It's their body and I could care less what they shovel into it (as long as it's not other people) and as long as they don't try to ram their dietary opinions up my snout. I REALLY hate that. However, there was no indication that the Stewed Duck was actually mock duck, and as it turned out it tasted okay, so no big deal.

Today's TVP Pork with Mustard Root, OTOH...
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Plans? What plans?

I finished most of the apazine for this Saturday before leaving work (yeah, it was that slow) and rode the 597 home in a semi-doze. Nobody was around when I got home, so I ate my sandwiches and devoured veggies in peace and quiet. Talked briefly to Jeanne, who didn't think the zines would make it to her place if I mailed them tomorrow, thanks to the erratic deliveries out there in the far northeastern reaches of St. Paul.

So I guess I'll finish it tomorrow, run it out there Saturday before the meeting, and that ought to do it. For now, I'm going to crash.