Thanksgiving... A time of giving thanks... and here I am sitting in my nearly-empty dorm, in an empty dorm room, listening to Pandora and playing facebook scrabble. What am I thankful for?

What AM I thankful for?

Well... I guess I'm thankful that I'm still alive after 22 years. I suppose I'm glad I have fingers, so I can type (I wouldn't have much in the way of friends if not for the keyboard.) I'm thankful that my computer exists and isn't broken.

I'm thankful for Jessie... even though she's not around today, since here parents suck. She's the only person I know that consistently can make me happy. It's good to have a friend like that.

If this were not thanksgiving, this would be a much longer journal... but being the day that it is, it would seem off to list off things I'm not thankful for. Introspection is a bitch guys, don't do it, it's a trap.

Come play me in scrabble or something.

More pictures posted of things, and the response reminds me to stick with what I do best; i.e. not that. Or something, I dunno. Why I even have this account still is beyond me.

What's up?

Happy Birthday to me?

Lessee... got dumped, but got over it mostly. Got some decent stuff so far (Thanks Zan!) but most of my gifts don't come until the weekend, because that's when my "party" will be.

We'll see how the rest of the day is going to be.

Well it seems my photography has done better than I expected it to... I.e. I've gotten a few +favs off it. Thanks to those people who view and comment, and even more thanks to those who fav.

I'm uploading more now, and actually doing the flowers that I had mentioned when I was starting this.

I don't know how many of you out there who watch me still read these kinds of things from me. Or even remember you're watching me. It's been a while since I've done anything.

So I've been told that my photography (specifically some old pics I just took in my back yard of flowers and stuff) was pretty kickass. So, I ask you if you read; should I post some?

I'll probably post some anyways, but I want to know if people will look for it, or if people won't care, or if anyone actually still remembers me.

Consider yourself warned?