Yeah, so seriously, what the fuck was I thinking with starting a blog? I mean, here I am, over four years since I put the first post up, and the only comments I've gotten were from friends, bots trying to spam me, or ex-girlfriends that didn't appreciate the fond memories I had of them and the times we had together (read: sarcastic as hell). I guess it was originally started as a way to vent, but over time it grew into something that allowed me to express myself in writing--some way to get all the random shit spinning about in my head down and paper and make sense of everything that was, and is, going on at the time. But lately, well I just haven't had the motivation to keep this up. I guess there would me more interest on my behalf if I knew people were reading and enjoying, or at the very least some of the things I said/did was of some help or inspired someone, but I guess that's a bit of a reach with a personal blog such as this. So, what really is there to say now that we're on the eve of yet another Thanksgiving (my 26th on this planet) and yet I am still living on my own, in my own apartment in Lafayette, yet I still don't have a decent job to support my living, therefore my parents are having to pay some of my bills...not to mention the fact that I'm still going to try for law school next fall...I just really don't fucking know anymore where the hell this is all going...