If anyone has any questions about Enron, come to me! I know now what exactly happened, so I'm feeling rather smart. Political Science does have its uses. They just take some finding.

The MESA fair is this afternoon. Niles is supposed to be shooting liquid nitrogen out of a cannon that he whipped up yesterday. I wonder what his IQ is.

Some of the kids are going to a Delirious concert tonight. I'm going to the viewing. It doesn't take a rocket scientist to know which one will be fun, but fun isn't always the most important thing.

Bethany and I went into the theatre to see Emma. They were having a little problem in there. Some kind of valve over the stage up in the ceiling was changed and there were leaks everywhere. That's not so great when you have a stage that has water-based paint all over it. *grins*

This morning, I was contemplating why I listen to music and sing. Oddly enough, a song came to mind. :) In Passion, Fosca explains to Georgio why she reads.
I do not read to think. I do not read to learn.
I do not read to search for truth
I know the truth, the truth is hardly what I need.
I read to dream. I read to live. In other people's lives.
I read about the joys, the world
Dispenses to the fortunate,
And listen for the echoes.
I read to live,
To get away from life!
No, captain, I have no illusions.
I recognize the limits of my dreams.
I know how painful dreams can be
Unless you know they're merely dreams.
There is a flower which offers nectar at the top,
Delicious nectar at the top and bitter poison underneath.
The butterfly that stays too long and drinks too deep
Is doomed to die. I read to fly, to skim -
I do not read to swim.
I do not dwell on dreams.
I know how soon a dream becomes an expectation
How can I have expectations?
Look at me.
No, captain, look at me -
Look at me!
I do not hope for what I cannot have!
I do not cling to things I cannot keep!
The more you cling to things, the more you love them,
The more the pain you suffer when they're taken from you ...
Ah, but if you have no expectations,
You can never have a disappointment.

Now, I don't think I'm as way down in the dumps as poor Fosca, but just take her point about reading not to think, but to feel and dream. That's why I listen to music and sing. Along the same thought, that's why I tend to prefer voices over lyrics. Bands tend to be more introspective. You know, the whole Why are we here? thing. Voices are what attracts me. When a voice tells a story, that's even better. Like Mario singing Ton Eafto Tou Paidi. *sigh*

Okay, that's enough for now. Time to powder my nose and get ready for another lovely Physics lab. Oh joy.

Ciao!