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Growing up with MS-DOS and the new and exciting Windows 95, I never would have dreamed of something like social media. Even in college, when Facebook really started taking off, I was hesitant to get involved. I mean, I'd done the MySpace scene. I didn't need to do it again. It was a fun site for awhile and then I was done with the glittery pages ( Read more... )

It's been a while since I've last posted. I can explain my absence, however ( Read more... )

Currently, my status should say something to the effect of, "I'm not stressed, in fact I'm so unstressed that I'm not even stressing about being unstressed, I'm just good," when in fact I am exceedingly stressy. Wedding, wedding, wedding, finances, finances, finances. Ne'er the two shall meet in a happy union. Ever ( Read more... )

Baseball's sort of on my mind at the moment. It's my favorite sport, hands down: to watch, to play, to be involved in. I grew up near Detroit, with an uncle who was obsessed with the sport. I got cleats as a kid for a birthday gift one year. I honestly couldn't have been more than seven. I had the suit, the glove, the bat, the bag, and a ( Read more... )

Apparently, when I tell LiveJournal that I want to friend someone, it doesn't do so. It should all be fixed now, though. I'm crossing my fingers ( Read more... )

My life for the past few weeks has been a crazy, tumultuous thing. I don't remember ever being this stressed, this crazed, this worried, this nervous, this up in the air. I've been driving the others around me to the same point of crazy, but finally last night, my brain said, "Enough!" and gave me the one answer I need ( Read more... )

I discovered the truth of that statement somewhere around the Missouri state line. Which was, unfortunately, about a thousand miles too late to turn around. Not that I would've probably turned around, but the thought was tempting a time or twenty ( Read more... )

As I'm sure most of you have heard at this point, a young man by the name of Trayvon Martin was murdered about a month ago. They know who murdered him, they know that Trayvon was 17, and more importantly, that he was unarmed. Trayvon was not aggressive, threatening, or anything suggesting he was dangerous. No, his only crime was that he was ( Read more... )

Quite a few people on my Facebook have been filling my feed with political posts, generally from some news source. He said this, she did that, and as startling and sad as it the posts are, it's still nothing new. The only president who may or may not have had these problems was the first president, and I'm certain some people took issue with ( Read more... )