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Existential psychology. I found it to be a fascinating read. I thought many of you also might enjoy it.

Knowing things makes me happy. Not knowing things makes me unhappy. Like tonight when Angel was interrupted three freaking minutes before the end for some "breaking" news story that just couldn't wait, that made me very unhappy. Because now I don't know what happened at the end.

As for the war, I could really, really not give a rat's patootie about the entire thing. 1) I really hope that not a lot of people will die. 2) Whatever it is America wants to accomplish by going to war, I hope that we do so in a timely fashion. 3) I hope that nothing happens to me personally because of this war. Other than those three points, I don't really care. I feel like I should have an opinion, but I don't. I pray for the safety of America and for the safety of the families involved.

I'm doing an article for my church newsletter about the members who are on active-duty in the military. I feel so badly for all of the families who have to be alone without their fathers/mothers/sons/daughters. Especially for the 35 weeks pregnant woman I talked to whose husband left on active-duty mid-January. I really don't like calling these people, that much. Some people yelled at me. It made me feel horribly dirty. Like I was a telemarketer, or something.

I think I'm going to go and find a copy of 1984 on the Internet and finish reading. Maybe after that, I will find a copy of Ayn Rand's Anthem. I can't remember anything about the book, other than I read it in high school and REALLY liked it. I remember reading another of her books, though. We, The Living. The only thing I remember about the book was one scene. It's funny how time can take over 1000 pages of a book and turn it into three or four sentences.