Current mood:	okay
Current music:	the album leaf - "we once were (two)"

A Little Bit Later.
Anne and I watched Fahrenheit 9/11 this evening. I cried through a lot of it.
The movie made me think about the impact that the military has had on my life. I've never really thought about it before, I mean really thought about it. I have lived in a military town all of my life, it's always just been there. Phantom sounds in the night from war practice, creepy Marines downtown, ships in the harbor.

I thought about my dad, a poor Mexican kid living in Watts. I thought of him graduating from high school and joining the Navy, him being lucky enough to not have died in Vietnam. He got to see the world, but he didn't get hurt. He still works for the Navy, in fact.
I thought about Glen, a poor kid from rural Maryland. What to do after high school? The Army? Sure!
And now he's been dead for two years and time flies and I can't remember his voice anymore and I feel so guilty about that.
Way it goes.

We went shopping for a new CD cabinet, because I need one desperately. Ikea no longer sells the one I liked, so I'm looking for something that will hold 700+ CDs, something I won't have to add onto for at least a year or two. The problem is that I have no idea where to look. I'll go to Home Depot tomorrow, maybe Sears. I dunno. Stupid Ikea.

I'm tired and yet... not tired.