I got the vacuum to work. First time in four days that it did so.
The weather for tomorrow looks promising for not working. So, I'll probably go to sleep, and then a TKD demo with Howard in the city.
The book I'm reading now is called The Trigger by Arthur C. Clarke and Michael Kube-McDowell. It is about a device which detonates all explosives at a range. All of them, from bombs to bullets to C4. The thing is, there's a lot of contriversy in the book, all over the 2nd amendment, and how it will change the nature of war and all.
But I can't stop thinking about the day after my 18th birthday.
How nothing would have changed.
Even if no explosives could have made it onto those four airplanes, there'd still be all those people, dead.
My city's skyline would still be irrevocably (I hope not, we must rebuild) scarred.
Anyways, enough of my depressive ramblings, I'm sure I have more important things to not do.