November 2nd, 2004

A Pocket Full of Murder

Election Day

For some reason I am now possessed of a sudden and profound urge to listen to Arcadia.

I have nothing to say about the US election. Not only because it's not my country, but those who know me will be aware by now that I am almost pathologically apolitical. I mistrust the whole political system--I don't just mean the US system, I mean any and every political system there is--and everyone involved in it. But I try to remember to pray for those in power, whoever they may be. And yes, I do vote, however dubiously.

It is a gloomy, rainy day outside. I am on Day Nine of a horrible cold. I have a lot of things to get done this week and I am coping with the pressure by assiduously doing none of them. (Yet.)

I think I shall go and make myself a cup of tea.