  ...it's one of those days at the institute where murphy's law is at work. one thing after another, going wrong or leaving an ugly mark. right now i just left a heated debate between the research assistants on what it takes to be a leader. they don't think president bush is one, especially in the context of the middle east. and for some reason, i could not bring myself to his defense.
i was boiling inside, but i kept quiet. i was without comment. what's wrong with me? why do i not speak up when it counts?! it doesn't really matter when i speak at other times, but this time it mattered. ...what am i made of? mashed potatoes i've concluded. 
