another time I spontaneously remember I have a deviantART account.

Another time I spontaneously remember I have a deviantART account, another time I make a crappy journal.

Another time I make a crappy journal, another time I point out wombats are trying to take over the world.

Another time I point out wombats are trying to wake over the world, another time I make someone else think I'm a little crazy.

On that note, some updates no one cares about since I last did something to this effect I guess:

I can drive.
I killed a Caddy.
I now drive a 'bird. (Pontiac 1926-2010 RIP)
I came to the realization that Computer Aided Drafting is boring as hell.
I came to that realization asleep in a cubicle, so now I'm unemployed.
I still might somehow manage to fail my last year of high school, despite good grades in the other trimesters.
I haven't set myself on fire yet.
And last but not least, I still am as immature as a 12 year old.

The more things change, the more things stay the same, the more my nuts hurt when hit with a baseball.