Tick tick tick

I don’t know how to get through this day – my tummy isn’t exactly fluttering but I sure feel a pretty big disconnect between my head and body. As I type it’s last call for F's plane. Isn’t live updating incredible? I remember when I first started travelling alone when I was eighteen – we already had things easy then, now flying tranatlantically is as easy as a great big belch. When my parents came to Canada it was on boats . . . that sounded quite cool too. I want to cry a little bit whenever Dad tells me about his crossing though there’s nothing particularly sad about it, I think it would make a very nice film – why am I getting maudlin in my dotage?

Anyways, you see I’m going to be useless at work this morning. I should have just taken the whole day off. I would like to say, however, while I’m saying something, that I’m so glad there’s a ceasefire in effect in Lebanon. I knew it was scheduled but I didn’t think it would hold, and I’m so glad I was being a gloomy gus. But of course the conflict becomes nauseating in a whole new way: 1100 dead Lebanese, more than a 100 dead Israelis, and for what? So Hezbollah could consolidate its hold on the hearts and minds of southern Lebanon? What the fuck did Olmert's administration expect to achieve? Because if this was it, the administration is stupid as well as evil. There, I said it. Evil.

UPDATE - I have got nothing done in the last four hours. Gigi helped me get nothing done by sending me this. If he gets stuck, you can 'help' him with your cursor.