Singing druken lullabies...

To anybody who reads this blog (I seriously don't know if anybody even knows about it)... sorry I didn't get anything done yesterday. To be totally honest, I did'nt have a totally legitimate reason. But to put it bluntly, I felt like fermented shit sauce. I could probably have sold myself to McDonalds for a hefty price, if I could actually have mustered the effort to ride my bike. So all I did was sit in bed and read. Sorry to anybody who really cares (I know I don't). And I gues I'll wait till break lets out, because I sure as hell don't have much to post about.

"Positivitaoooooo!"

Right backatcha!

As I expected- though quality and a true marvel, all great things must end. The Grainger Walk, sadly, is not an exception, nor is spring break, for that matter. Both are coming to an abrupt and disappointing end. The of both is reason for my new dedication to this blog- my apologies for ignoring it for so long. School, the other blog, and laziness were just too much. Perhaps now with one of those out of the way I can go back here. Tomorrow, I resolve to redesign this blog- I promise. So, here begins a new era- hopefully one that will last longer than that of the Grainger Walk. Cheers.

Yawn. Ten in the night. I'm a fugitive in my own home- My parents take th modem, I find it, and put it back when they come home. At night I recover it. Put it back at midnight. Repeat. Sad, and somewhat amusing. This is the main reason they won't get cable or DSL- they're afraid they won't have anything to hide. Argh, that makes me mad. I ant to be able to click and be there, not take the 5 minute trip. You get me? Keeping up with the world is one thing. Hanging on to a rail and praying is another.
I'm sad. I think I'll go chat for a while...

"And the thing about destiny is / that it never ever sets you free"