The antiwar poetry reading was interesting, though I didn't really get into it, mostly because I'm fairly apathetic as far as the was is concerned. War happens all the time. People fight. They die. The US prevails and grows richer while 3rd world countries starve. I'm concerned, but I already have way too many things on my mind at the moment, and I don't need the added anxiety. Worrying isn't going to do anything.
Last night I saw "Amelie" at the writers house. It's funny and cute, and Amelie reminds me of my mischievous side.