people suck

aw, crap. i rant and rage about how great bali is and how you should all go there and three days later, it gets bombed. i am so worried about my powers of evil now--add this to the list of bad things i've done!

unfortunately, i had all kinds of funny things to say, but it all seems kind of pointless now. i am very depressed about the bombings, and disgusted that this could happen twice to as special a place as bali, and even more disugsted that the wonderful people who live there have to go through all this again. our taxi driver had told us they were almost back on their feet, to where they were three years ago. not any more. i wish i had something funny to say, but it makes me sick to think about it. it makes me even sicker that my first thought at seeing the news last night was relief that we weren't even there, when it should have been sadness for those beautiful people.

we're in KL now, with my old roommates from melbourne, and we were having a great time until we saw the news last night. i'm sure today will be better. i'll try to post something funny either later today or tomorrow about all our malaysian exploits.

and the red sox lost. &^^&%%$^%# (*^%%$#$%!!