Barack Obama

Is now president.

I have

More than 200 friends on Facebook.

How many matter?

Fuck Facebook

My latest foray into the social site involves making some searches with a really old book in my hand. Never thought I'll come back to this.

Sometimes you keep thinking about the choices you make in life and how they change you.

My own sister's at a point right now where she has to make a choice, like I did almost four years ago. Then I thought about choices from even further back.

Ten years ago. The year after. Two more after.

What if I went elsewhere? What if I stayed?

A headache.

The only thing I should think about now is the army. Nothing else matters anyway. Nothing will change.

Just some stuff

First of all, I'm never ordering Pizza De France again.

I'm watching Kyle XY and so far it's been rather inconsistent. Less touchy feely stuff, even less girl fight gossip shit, more Kyle being awesome please.

And I'm on Facebook now.

Dammit.

Thanks

To the maybe five of you who actually cares.

I'm slowly recovering, thankfully.

Hope it gets even better the next few weeks.

The Day

It can never come fast enough.

First

Just another day.