I had a dream that consisted mainly of me doing weird stuff with Doom. At first I was making some big, fancy room. I think it was interesting, but I don't remember much about it, now. Later I was going to go down and shoot Andy ('Snotface') with the chaingun, as a joke. But when I did it I realized that I'd just appear as a space marine, and he wouldn't see that I was using the chaingun. He thought it was dumb. Later we were at Glenspew. They had some yucky soup. They kept trying to get me to eat their meat. I was mad.

They're 'Shock & Awe'ing right now.

Of all the people protesting this war, the Iraqis themselves seem to be protesting the least. Possibly because they're scared of us, hopefully because we're doing the right thing. They say people've been standing on top of their houses waving at our tanks as they roll by. A lot of those Iraqi soldiers down in the south are surrendering, which makes sense. I'd do that, too, if I was an Iraqi soldier.

People all over the world are still protesting a lot. Personally I think they're a little misguided now that the war is going on, but I'm glad people are thinking for themselves and not just going along with Bush because he says so.

The Iraqis have set a bunch of their oil wells on fire, which sucks. And some Iraqi general was complaining that we blew up a museum. Saddam sure has a lot of palaces. It does seem quite a shame to blow them all up.

Meanwhile, Dan has been going back and forth between the basement and the living room, spending his spring break watching the news and working on a research paper. He thinks that whoever came up with the idea of making kids write research papers (especially over spring break) ought to be crucified.