I just got tired of seeing that old journal mostly.

So here I sit, in my dorms waiting for some cash to start coming in. A lot of good selling my bike did if the guy injures himself on one and can't work to pay me. He's a friend so I'm not so concerned about getting the bike back, or even getting paid at one moment or the next. eventually though.

Can't do a whole lot of nothin' if you haven't got money... especially around here. Fun city to mess with folk though. From time to time anyhow.

School's doing it's job kicking my ass around this place. at least now I've gotten into a swing of getting work done that I need done before it's due. I'm learning fun stuff and things I wouldn't have if I weren't here.

Meeting lots of new folk, mostly those who'd just pass by and give a nod in your direction, but 'least I know people this time around, eh?

Ah well, Stuff to put up here in place of that old piece of crap journal that was way overdue for change.


Hooray for school.