Life and Death.

When you're dead, it's to late to think about life. You should have, and your friends and family also, thought about life when you were alive. It's only in the end when people are weighing everything up that they realize their life was lacking. What kind of life do you want to live? What kind of person do you want to be? What are the things you want to do? Answer these questions now and go do them. If you don't then everyone's going to stand around saying, "What a tragedy, she had so much potential." "How sad, he never really got a chance to do..." And again, it's to late when your horizontal in the casket.

Not Hot

The media frenzy continues unabated, but for myself, I am swearing off the Hilton coverage. Enough fluff news exists to preoccupy the unwashed masses without giving the California Hoochie Queen anymore press. Reading the gossip generated by the hoochie queen only encourages more of it to be produced and I won't be party to that any longer. Just say no to Paris Hilton.

Still waiting.

I'm real ready for my books to arrive. The tracker said they were still sitting in a warehouse in a far off mysterious place where gnomes and elves, evil ones, hide your stuff. I want my books!

No Christmas for you.

My books didn't show. I don't know why they toy with my emotions?

Feels like Christmas

I ordered some books from Amazon and I just checked to see where they were. Turns out my set of stuff is out for delivery right now. I feel like it's Christmas and I'm having to wait for everyone else to get together so I can open my presents. And Bonus! I've got some other stuff arriving later in the week.