I set up another Facebook account.

I haven’t added anyone yet. I’m waiting until the end of the week to do that.

No myspace, orkut, or anything else. 

facebook is my exclusive home for social networking.

I did quit something else though. Smoking ended last week. It’s been almost seven days without a cigarette. Lots of gum now. Lots and lots of gum.

tumblrbot asked: WHAT IS YOUR EARLIEST HUMAN MEMORY?

My earliest memory is sitting in a high chair in my grandmother’s kitchen. I think it was a holiday. I watched my mom, aunt, and uncles get into a food fight that started with a can of whipped cream.

Pretty sweet memory. (HA HA)

Today, the little boy I have been watching after left to go overseas and spend time with his parents.

I’m sad.

I’ve known him for a year. Watched over him since the day he was introduced to this world. Watched as he learned to roll over, crawl, and take his first steps. He’s learning his first words now.

I’ll miss him.

I had an opportunity to go. I passed on it so I could stay and be a grown up.

This sucks.

I’ve been playing a bunch of games lately and I find that they are an appropriate waste of my time.

Work has been slow. I’m about to change jobs, so there’s that.

PS3 only, for right now. I plan to invest in both an XBOX and a Wii in the coming months, as well as some sort of sound system for all of them.

Lots of things I want that only work can provide.

I’m distracted.

It’s been about a year and a half since I’ve updated this site.

I just removed myself from Facebook and from Myspace.

This will be my only outlet from now on through until I find something else.

Welcome home.

Moved to the suburbs of Chicago almost two weeks ago.

Not really sure if this was the best or worst decision of my life yet.

I donated my truck to charity before I left Georgia because it would have cost way too much to keep up with and as inspiration to make my life better. So far, I’ve had an interview with the local grocery store that went horribly. Being someone who has conducted interviews, I tend to make sure that I am, at the very least, friendly to the people I interview, even in the likely event that I am judging things like appearance and coherent sentence structure while in person with the interviewee. The lady performing my interview must have been trying to get me to tell her to fuck off, which isn’t a very easy thing to do without getting me drunk first.

In any great event, I’m settled into this new and exciting part of the country. This is the first time in my life I’ve been to a place not connected to the Atlantic Ocean. This is also the closest I believe I’ve ever lived in relation to Canada. I’m getting scared that they will try and turn me into a pinko commie or feed me some fries and gravy and force me to drink Moosehead beer.

That’s all I’ve got for the moment. The bed is calling my name and asking for a glass of water. Don’t wanna disappoint it.