Today was not a particularly good day. I don't want to detail what went wrong, because it's all small, petty garbage, not the sort of stuff to get upset about, but today was quite humid and I got very little sleep last night... never-fuckin'-mind. Sorry, kids, you deserve better. (But you aren't going to get it today! Ha!)

The Queue
David Drake and Bill Fawcett, ed., The Fleet: Crisis
Bernard Goldberg, Arrogance
Michael Ledeen and William Lewis, Debacle
Sarah Vowell, The Partly Cloudy Patriot
Steve Martin, Shopgirl
Nick Hornby, Fever Pitch
Thomas P.M. Barnett, The Pentagon's New Map
Lucinda Rosenfeld, Why She Went Home (reread, because at present I'm not at all happy with how the book ended, and maybe a second run-through will give me a different perspective)

The "Should Read" Queue
Miguel Cervantes, Don Quixote
Dante Alighieri, The Divine Comedy

Crap
Tool (The most aptly named band since Garbage.)

H-A-D
HAVE AN AGGRESSIVE DAY.