WiEGoP

I realize now, that sometime back in the depths of time, my journal somehow got stuck on Mood: Not Impressed and Drinking Mt. Dew. Neither of these things are true any longer. But somehow, like handprints in pavement, these two things have gotten stuck on my Journal. Rest assured, I am often quite impressed, such as when I saw Avengers. And I really don't drink much Mt. Dew anymore, having moved on to the more adult beverages, like Dr. Pepper 10, and Vanilla Coke Zero. You know. Like a REAL grown up. Two important bits of news, I am rapidly filling up my wangst bucket of emo so I can finally finish my Garbage. Yes...at long last...I am ready

Many people have to WORK at adulthood. Other people seem to NEVER even try to get there. Some people though, are strolling along...free and easy, in some young adult limbo that magazines like to call the "boomarang generation" When WHAM! Adulthood runs up and mugs them from behind. And before you know it you're filling out W-9's and doing your own taxes, and renting your own farmland, and learning, for the first time, what the CC on the email really means. Yup, I got done with college (for the most part) and got an ADULT JOB. I'm talking a job where my coworkers ALL have kids/divorces/husbands/boyfriends and enough know how to tell me t

The Hasbro marketing board sat around their oblong table of evil. They looked at each other over their dark glasses. The leader, who looked like Hugo Weaving, but as Agent Smith NOT as Elrond, sat at the head of the table. The room was smoky, but no one was smoking. The smoke was EVIL. "The movie, DOTM, is a bombastic piece of summer blockbuster gold," he declared, with menace in his voice, "It will please the rednecks with NASCAR, and the nerdy Transfans with obscure references to episodes of the original cartoon. We have only one problem." "And that is..." said another evil man. Played by Saurman. Or maybe Nimoy, (he's good at playing bad