Leaving Work Before the Sun Sets Makes Me Happy

What?!?!?! I only worked for 10 hours today? Wow, miracles do happen. Actually, the pain train at the Salt Mine is taking more passengers if you care to join. People are unhappy as it is, but any sort of proletarian rebellion at the Salt Mine is highly unlikely because of a great fear of deportation to the countryside and being forced to return to their peasant lifestyle.

After getting off work, I got a chance to work out at the gym, which was as hot as a fucking boiler room. Who knows, if I continue to work out regularly, I can finally fit in with the "beautiful" people in San Diego. But then again, I'm cursed so that won't happen in the near future.

I'm now at home, alone, doing what I normally do on a weekday: listen to Jack Johnson while I read my book (currently reading The Sorrows of Empire by Chalmers Johnson). And if I have time, I can go to my bar, The Tap Room and mingle with the crowd.

Anyway, the book I'm reading right now is quite interesting. It talks about the rise of militarism in the United States in the 20th century, and how the events after 9-11 have produced a more rabid, militaristic and jingoistic society which will ultimately compromise our republican values (republican with a small "r"). I've read the first 100 pages of the books, and I highly recommend that you read it. You can also read his other book, Blowback, which was written before The Sorrows of Empire.