I'm tired, grumpy, estranged, horny and generally offput. Long night working and I had loads to do. Had to run the live NAACP Image awards broadcast, which wasn't as bad as I thought. They honored Bono for his work in Africa and he gave a pretty kickass speech, I thought.
The thing was they talked about "Extreme poverty." I suppose they have to phrase it that way, because when you think of poverty in America you think of bums living on the streets and eating out of trash cans. Poverty in Africa means you can't find untainted water. It boggles the mind. Makes me think I should complain less about my life. Of course, then what would you people read?