Movie Mercenaries…

…Always feel their sleeves are too long.  It might have to do with wanting to show their muscles or tattoos.  This one guy is showing both right now.

I got rid

I got rid of that long post about my memory because fuck that.  Woke up at 9pm today/yesterday.  Not sure what to do with my time.  I got ndiswrapper working with my wifi drivers today, which was a shock after trying so hard before.  Meh.  Wrong drivers it turns out.  Now I’m free from my windows imprisonment.

Working on starting the other blog.  It’s coming along.

To import or not to import?

I don’t know if I’ll import my posts from thed*******ti over here yet.  I’d like to keep things separate.  It’s something I’ll give some thought to tomorrow, since I’ve already accomplished my ass off today by playing solitaire, talking to an ex-girlfriend living in Cyprus, and trying to decide whether to go to the store (no answer yet).

I’ve also been wondering why whenever I mention details of my life people always act like they’ve just been told I’m currently being holocausted.  It can be a little disturbing on my end.  Often makes me think I should be more upset.

Secret beginning

Don’t tell anyone where the new blog is.  Not that anyone gives a fuck.  It’s not the old blog anyway.