Caught up in my own drama, with the electricity to my apartment cut off because I didn't pay for the past four months (I usually pay on the fifth month, as before this, they allowed six months before sending the red letter), I was too busy to say anything about the people on those Freedom Flotilla ships. Some of them are Malaysians, and one is someone I know.
Well, I guess, when I blog this, everything will suddenly be okay again. Things will happen, like Optimus Prime will suddenly combine with four other robots and kick some Israeli ass or something.
I don't know. If it works, then, maybe?
Whatever.
I hope everyone on the Freedom Flotilla gets home safe.
