Kia Ora-

Appy-polly-loggies for not updating this thing sooner. Since waking up Sunday morning with severe cramps in my abdomen, I've been dealing with a bad bout of something I believe is now either an ulcer or an intestinal tract virus. Or I suppose I could be prenant. Whichever, it's not fun. But I've been treating it as if it were an ulcer and thank God it's working.

Apart from that, we did go to the Folk Festival in St. Pete on Saturday, ate exotic foods, met some local Samoans, and then ventured off to Baywalk and walked downtown until the wee hours. It was fun, a good time. I always bitch about St. Pete and going there, but once I get there I love it. It's such a well planned out town, unlike Tampa. It has living, work, entertainment, and neccessities all located within walking distance. And V and I found a great warehouse for sale.

Sunday was spent ill, rainy, and trying to make up for lost sleep. In the evening we went to Mr. Eric's for sandwiches and the Oscars. Though I do like watching most of these awards shows, they also do tend to piss me off. People try to make more of them than what they are--a great big mutual appriciation society, or a giant circle jerk. Whatever, it makes no mind.

The war continues. What more can I say about it that we don't already have beamed into our homes 24-hours a day? I suppose just continued prayer and support for those over there, their families, and for the Iraqi people. I really want to say something about the misguided protesters (I am not talking about the ones who honestly believe in peace and have thought through this for themselves, but about the ones who are doing it to be cool, hip, and because their youth drives them to it), however I will abstain for the moment.

That's all for now. Time for dinner.

God bless us all.

Keep the faith,

-N.