Life gets ultra stressful at times. It sometimes feels like all four walls are like crashing in on you. Actually I'd say it's really close to that one scene in Star Wars Episode 4, where Luke, Han and Chewie tried to save Leia, but then they jump into that trash compactor thing. Somehow two of the walls start moving towards the center of the compactor. When I first saw that when I was 3 years old I really thought they were gonna get squished. That's pretty much how I've been feeling. I guess that's a normal feeling.On an entirely different note. Is it just me, or does this whole Terri Schiavo thing really give everyone else the creeps? I try not to follow the media, but there's some really interesting pseudo media facts. Like how dying of dehydration, and starvation is painless? If that were true why were former presidents Clinton and Bush fund raising for tsunami victims? And why did the United States give money we absolutely don't have to Indonesia for Tsunami relief? There's something wrong when on the international front we have to put on this ultra imperialistic stance and kinda look good when it's in our(ahem...politicians...) best interest, of course all of the politians are going to throw their hats in on everything other than the domestic front. Oh but when it comes time to take a stance on the domestic front what happens? Where's all of these politians now? Where's Hillary? Why hasn't she stood up for Schiavo? And pushed congress to act quickly? The Pope has gone on a feeding tube, for Christ sakes! It's sad cause Schiavo's flippin' kidneys are already failing. So if we do get our heads out of our asses it's too late. I dunno, there's soo much that has happened the past 4 years it kind of gets me thinking Revelation you know in that relgious text everyone cites?
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