I wonder if it's residual paranoia or intuition that dragged me out of bed tonight, worried that the whole world might come crashing down?

I suppose it doesn't matter either way. Nothing of dire importance has happened yet.

I think that it is time for me to take a vacation. I have studied for the GED examination all summer, and it's quite possible that if I don't get out and do something normal, I'll die of boredom.

So I'm going to Borneo, to pit my survival skills against the jungle. I shall retain my Godbox, though, because I am quite pleased with the kittens on the YouTube website.