I quit facebook.

Now don't get wild on me just yet, I temporarily quit facebook. It wasn't a planned event, but rather I was trying to think of some humorous way to update my status, and I typed something along the lines of "Kevin is getting off facebook for a week, because he can." I don't know the exact quote, and I can't go check it because I've quit facebook.

For the first hour or so, it wasn't too bad. I've gone whole days without c hecking facebook before and so I figured this would not get troublesome until at least day three. I was wrong. I forgot that facebook sends you email updates, whenever something happens. Not an hour after I signed off, I receive an email stating that Cami, whom I haven't spoken to since before the summer, wrote something on my wall. Once again had this been a planned experiment I'm sure I could have found a way to turn off these email notifications, but alas I was being spontaneous.

Also it occurs to me, as Cole signs onto AIM, that I don't know where his birthday party is this Wednesday. I'm sure it will be no problem to ask him about it next time I see him, but I'll need to remember to do so.

The third item on my list of things I should have done beforehand is tell people to check this blog for updates. I don't exactly advertise my blogging because I put some pretty heavy stuff here, but occasionally I'll link to it on my profile for 24 hours.

I guess this is a good a time as any to welcome any intrepid readers that have stumbled here from facebook. Welcome! As mentioned in the previous paragraph, there is some heavy stuff that gets posted here. I should note that this blog is about me and my outlook. This is one of the few places where I am 100 percent honest. That's not to say that my feelings don't change. What I wrote here three years ago is very different than what I felt three weeks ago, and that is decidedly different that what I felt three days ago. So intrepid readers, I invite you to comb through the archives, but be warned, if we know each other you might be mentioned, I might have used a pseudonym I might not have. Any thing on here is something that I deem worthy to posted on the netterwebs. That means it's important to me. If something I post here bothers you that's OK. But rarely (read:never) will I edit previous posts. I say what I mean and I mean what I say. I may not be proud of what I put out here but I mean it. If you want to talk about it go ahead, I have comment links for all of the posts, or you can just ask me about in the real world. If it's here it's fair game for discussion.

Also, also: I recently discovered The White Stripes. Why didn't anybody ever tell me that this band rocked so hard?

Yeah, I swam beside the hair
She had one white eye
One blank stare
Lookin' up, lyin' there  ¶ 9/01/2007 10:44:00 PM