no gnus is good gnus...

There's too much navel-gazing happening in the Jess universe lately, and I'm guessing it has something to do with the fact that there is, in my new home, no insomniacal radio always set to NPR. Don't get me wrong, all three of us like NPR, it's just that the radio's default position is "off," not "on."

I think I underestimated how much news gained entrance into my mind by pure osmosis: when the radio is always on, it drifts into your consciousness, even if you're just out of earshot. Plus, when you have 16 radically different people eating dinner together on a regular basis, news stories are a safe topic. News stories and bodily functions.

So: I vow to get more news into my head, and to stop thinking I'm the center of the friggin' universe. 'Cause I'm really, really not.