Cripes.

I don't have much to say these days, eh? Either the escapades of my daily cooking, I don't seem to have much to talk about or rant about. Not like the good ol' days eh, of talking about the randomness of man and how it applies to my life. Right now its either to study (or work, your pick) like never before in the efforts to acclaim the middle-class dream. Good house, good car, good toys, good wife, good everything.

It seems that there are things out there that try to make it difficult for you no matter what you do. I'm not complaining, just saying. Life could use a little less edge for the less unfortunate out there, yaknow?

I don't mean to sound like a broken record, but I really miss my old comp/box, as it gives me more edge on the games. And that I don't have anything else to say today.


Peace, and roger out.


Who the fuck's roger anyway?