Stephen Colbert is my Hero

Hmm, just for a quick recap, I signed up on here nothing less than forever ago, and yet, it sits here patiently, waiting for me to get my ass over to the computer and write an entry. Well, here I am. So, I’m debating whether I should let this place be somewhere to jot down my thoughts/feelings, or just a place to keep record of my goings on, or both. Well, we’ll see what happens. I always critized others for having nothing original to say in their diaries, and now I realize what a bloody hypocrite I am. I could always do the "pick a topic" thing. Did I mention since the second my sister set her foot back at home, I’ve wanted to tear my hair out 6 times, tear the head of my teddy bear 3 times, and tear the vocal chords out of her mouth a record of 13 times. Ok, I may be exaggerating a little, but as they say there’s a grain of humour in every joke, right? Today I spent about 3 hours painting my architectural assignment, for art. (it’s an opera house) And it aint too shabby. I seriously couldn’t take my eyes off the screen when I was watching Stephen Colbert at the White House dinner, tearing Bush to pieces. As I so eloquently mentioned earlier " That man has some balls" Colbert is my hero, You could even say he’s an American Hero, although there are some who beg to differ. I just wish more people shared in his bravery, and could perhaps throw in a chuckle or two now and them. But, of course, they might get fired or something. Whatever, heh. I’ve only had the chance to watch part 1 of 3, so I’m looking forward to that. Time to go, the parental unit just walked in the door.