Research and Tijuana Whores

Today was my last "official" day at LC, and it wasn't even a whole day, so I got to come home early and read stuff for that last paper. I do have a tentative title though: "Pandora's Box: Meditations on Restrictions and Access." Likey?

Today's find of the day was some WW2 memoirs featuring a chapter dedicated to the soldier's $5 education by a Tijuana whore. I kid thee not. What's more he called it his $5 education, too.

Andrew was being cranky and self-pitying today. Again. Sometimes I just want to shake the crap out of him. Grr, I'm just protective of my friends and hate it when they're miserable, but there's nothing I can do here and what's more I BEGGED him to get out of the whole mess when it started. Yeesh. /rant

Oh well, at least it's Stargate Monday.

And speaking of veterans...

Apparently aging Vietnam veterans are starting to feel all guilty about littering the country with little bastards and subsequently abandoning them.

A nice quote:

Last month Rafael Pagan, a former Army quartermaster, returned to Long Binh Army Base to look for a girlfriend he had last seen in 1969. "I loved her and she was pregnant when I left, so I still feel responsible to help my child," said the 60-year-old, who is now a store clerk in a New York hospital. "The problem is, I don't remember her name."

A fucking prince, no?