I saw Fight Club the other night for the first time, and I really liked it. I’d always heard it was one of those movies that I needed to see, but I never had… until now. I don’t know why, maybe it was the movie, maybe it was the fact that I had to rush Lindsay back before the dorms were locked… but I got out of my car, and walking back to the dorm just felt weird. I kept expecting somebody to walk up and want to fight me, and at the same time I was wishing someone would walk my direction so I could fight them.

(For those of you who know me, you know any such fight would probably be fairly entertaining. And for those of you who don’t know me, when I say entertaining, I don’t mean it would be a good fight.)

In other (and bad) news… Nokia has decided to close the department my dad works in… not relocate, close. So, my dad (and about 300 other people?) will effectively lose his/their jobs at the end of February. There is a chance he can find another job within the company, but nothing’s certain. Please keep my dad and my family in your prayers; this isn’t easy for him.

I hate this cloud of uncertainty. It lets some rays of sunshine through, but…