Here's my salute if you will to the various people on this site. I really appreciate everything you all do.

Depp, thank you for this site. Without this site, I'd probably be bored to tears on a near nightly scale.

Moderators, thank you for helping watch everyone. There's a lot of people out there, and you all do a good job on it.

Story authors, thank you for your great work. I recently tried writing a story in 'real' life, and I appreciate what all you...

I haven't posted in a while, and the first thing I say is, "I Don't Like Christmas." I do like some parts, like the families and friends coming together, giving gifts, and good meals. But I really dislike the rest.
Like how people go crazy on buying hundreds of dollars of gifts for each person. Why must you give that much? Me personally, I'd be happy with one book in total. But somepeople find happiness in giving a lot, so to each their own.
Why must we not give gifts when...

Everyday, I do the same thing. Wake up, shower, eat, go to college, go to work, sleep. I like the constancy of this; seeing how everyday is planned out and no unexpected events come up. But I wish for diversity at the same time. My days just blend together, with nothing to tell them apart. I honest distinguish between my days by what I eat. Sad isn't it, how nothing else is different enough to track between days. So I need to change without changing; to stay constant with some variables. But...

I recieved in the mail a letter saying I had been accepted into a prestigous group, that inductions would be on a certain day, I need to bring this and that. And so all my friends are congratulating me, telling me that I've done a great job, yada yada. I thanked them, then tore up the letter. They looked at me like I was an idiot (one of the slapped me even), and yelled at me for doing that.

You see, the premise of this organization is character, school studies, and community role....

I think differently at different times, with different values, friends, and even how I remember things changes slightly. I don't know why this happens, how this happens, or really anything about it. Yeah, I'm the guy walking along having a conversation with myself. Yeah, I'm the guy alone in crowd. Yeah, I alienate myself from others. But I don't care. In the words of Popeye the Sailor Man, "I yam what I yam, and that's what I yam." I honestly don't know if I could be catagorized as...

H1N1. If I see it on TV or read it in the paper one more time, I'll go crazy. H1N1, common called Swine Flu, is sweeping the globe as the 'illness of the day'. Want to garuantee people will come back to your news? Mention H1N1. People flock to it like birds to crumbs of bread. And speaking of birds, who remembers the Bird Flu, or the Avian Influenza? The old flu before Swine Flu moved in? Well, it's still out there. It's killing more people than before, because no one wants to further research...

"I am on a rock. This rock is big. This rock can fly. This rock flies through space so fast, but I don't know why I don't fall off. This rock spins so fast, but I don't know why I don't get flung off. I was born on this rock and will die on this rock. I don't understand it, but I like this rock."
I read this paragraph in a newsletter today. It says the message of it is this: "Life is simple. Enjoy it." Well, I missed that but instead got something else out of it. ...