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It seems that not many people use their livejournal any more. I can't blame them. It seems like every time I log in they've revoked privileges. I can no longer surf backwards in time for hours reading old posts on my friends list. It is a shame really, but I'm guessing that the cost of bandwidth and the lack of overall viewers has made revenue an issue that it once wasn't.
Besides the occasional post on this ancient blog I have retracted all of my online social networking talons. I deleted my myspace and facebook. It is, interestingly enough, quite difficult to remove yourself as a social networking butterfly. There are forms to fill out and deactivation codes to punch in. Facebook even has a whole community based around informing people how to delete their facebooks. The irony of that is just amazing.
The only news worth mentioning is that Mortimer Pumpkin Reynolds is doing quite well as my accidental roommate and destroyer of my property. He is getting quite big now and is smarter than I could have ever imagined. I am unable to hide the bag of cat food well enough to stop him from tearing large holes in the front end that let the food collect in little piles on the floor. I keep thinking about what would have happened to him had he shown up on anyone else's front stoop in the middle of the night mewing. I'm happy he found me and I think, given he could understand complex human emotions like grateful, he would be happy as well.
Perhaps it is also worth mentioning that I will finally be graduating in Fall 2010. I do realize how long this is from my first semester, and fully understand how lazy and unmotivated that makes me look. I would retort with something witty, but that would require me to think something up, phrase it correctly, and then edit out any fluff so that the joke would really stick it to you, but that would require so much effort.
Whenever I say that I am graduating, people ask me what I'm going to do next. They assume, I suppose, that I have some sort of delusion about the future that entails having a career or a general understanding of the direction my life is going in. I find that people often have put way more thought into the future than I have. I wonder which of us is right, and if that correctness really has any merit in the grand scheme. So I just tell them I'm going to graduate school, although it would be just as likely that I become a serial killer since I really have shown equal dedication to get into both.
Anyway, it is quite hard to update this blog now. I sometimes log in and see that a few people still post. It is really frustrating that I can't look back further than a couple pages without paying livejournal some amount of money that I usually use to eat and live under a roof. I may check in more frequently now that I've gotten a whole entry written. Maybe not. Either way, I'm still alive.
Besides the occasional post on this ancient blog I have retracted all of my online social networking talons. I deleted my myspace and facebook. It is, interestingly enough, quite difficult to remove yourself as a social networking butterfly. There are forms to fill out and deactivation codes to punch in. Facebook even has a whole community based around informing people how to delete their facebooks. The irony of that is just amazing.
The only news worth mentioning is that Mortimer Pumpkin Reynolds is doing quite well as my accidental roommate and destroyer of my property. He is getting quite big now and is smarter than I could have ever imagined. I am unable to hide the bag of cat food well enough to stop him from tearing large holes in the front end that let the food collect in little piles on the floor. I keep thinking about what would have happened to him had he shown up on anyone else's front stoop in the middle of the night mewing. I'm happy he found me and I think, given he could understand complex human emotions like grateful, he would be happy as well.
Perhaps it is also worth mentioning that I will finally be graduating in Fall 2010. I do realize how long this is from my first semester, and fully understand how lazy and unmotivated that makes me look. I would retort with something witty, but that would require me to think something up, phrase it correctly, and then edit out any fluff so that the joke would really stick it to you, but that would require so much effort.
Whenever I say that I am graduating, people ask me what I'm going to do next. They assume, I suppose, that I have some sort of delusion about the future that entails having a career or a general understanding of the direction my life is going in. I find that people often have put way more thought into the future than I have. I wonder which of us is right, and if that correctness really has any merit in the grand scheme. So I just tell them I'm going to graduate school, although it would be just as likely that I become a serial killer since I really have shown equal dedication to get into both.
Anyway, it is quite hard to update this blog now. I sometimes log in and see that a few people still post. It is really frustrating that I can't look back further than a couple pages without paying livejournal some amount of money that I usually use to eat and live under a roof. I may check in more frequently now that I've gotten a whole entry written. Maybe not. Either way, I'm still alive.