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It's finals week again. The most wonderful time of the year, when all the work you've done all semester seems like a breeze. It makes all those times you crammed for one exam feel like a holiday. I figured I'd post this to let people know that I am still around, but a little busy.

I'll be back next week, however, and ready for a discussion on healthcare. The central theme of the discussion is what makes America so different from the rest of the world and possible solutions to the unfair system that we as Americans have. Central to my own opinion is the idea that quality healthcare should be available to everyone no matter how much money they have or earn. Since American's say that healthcare is a  big issue to them, I think this is a good thing to discuss, and everyone should have an opinion, therefore this topic may last more than one entry.

Anyway, I watched a movie last night called "The Day After Tomorrow". I'm going to recommend it. It wasn't great, really, but it brings up a lot of "what ifs" about how we'd deal with a massive disaster, and it brings up some points about goverment priority putting the economy before the environment and the well-being of it's citizens. For that it gets a thumbs up.

I'm also sleeping on my very own bed for the first time in the last... hmm... couple years at least. I got rid of my bed a while back in order to gain space in my very small room. I got a futon instead. I figured I'm a hip young guy that can get away with having a futon for a while. It was pretty hip until it starting falling apart. The metal framework gave way bar by bar. I had the bright idea of getting a few weeks out of it by clever use of duct tape, but alas, duct tape couldn't save it forever.

I slept on the futon mattress on my floor for a while, but eventually it just wasn't working out. I gave it up for an air mattress. I just wasn't ready to spring for a bed. The first mattress was ok. If you've seen enough of them, you know how they have ripples across them. Well, one night I was laying there minding my own business.  I had no beef with the matress. I just went about with my normal routine. It decides to get puffy with me. Literally. And loudly. Just laying here in the dark in all the sudden, a small "krrrrrr" and then "KRRIIIPPPPPPPPPop!" A huge buldge appeared right in the middle. One of the ridges  got lonely and decided to move in with the neighboring ridge. It may have worked out well for them, but I think it was a pretty selfish move.

I have a couple more air mattresses, but the last couple just decided that the air filled life just wasn't for them. They spent most of their time letting out the air I  ga ve them slowly, so I'd go to sleep on a firm mattress and I'd wake up on the firm floor. Then I slept on my couch. I'm too tall to sleep on it, but it worked for a while. I had quite enough, though, and decided I'd got to Ikea and get a bed. So I went, pickd it out, and brought home the pieces only to find that part of a part of my bed was missing. I had to go back the next day to get it.

I also got some shelves for my books and stuff so I could clear up a corner of my room were an ever increasing number of books began to accumulate up the wall. It's housing all my favorite books and DVDs now.

and then i wen to teh mall wif my frens and they were like whoa.