Is this the way that it's always been...

Could it ever have been different?


I like to start things off right with a Pink Floyd lyric. Subtle and powerful. No other band says it better.

I've kinda slacked off on blogging for a little while. I've been busy with going back and forth with my new job and doing stuff for the old job. But, only a week left before I start the new job. All of my patience (which had worn thinner than paper) and hard work has finally paid off. I have something that I know I will enjoy. I have finally started a career...

30 Day Challenge. Day 10.

I'd just like to reiterate that I never said this would be 30 consecutive days. Just 30 days total.

I'm Skipping #10 on the list because I don't like it. I'm moving to #11.

A picture of something you hate.

I HATE HATE HATE HATE black licorice. It is the single most disgusting thing on the face of this planet. I would rather eat poop than eat black licorice. I would rather smell rotting flesh mixed with rancid butter and month old skunk juice than smell this. It is disturbingly disgusting. Why was this abomination, so foul, putrid, gruesomely repugnant, and nasty, ever created? It had to have been created in the 9th level of Hell by Satan himself. There is no other explanation.




Buzz