Where has time gone ? i remember when I was in grade school, and there was an eternity between Columbus Day and Christmas Vacation. Now I'm twenty four, and thirty is all ready on my mind. Where will I be, who will I be. Why is that ? Is it because we hated school, so time dragged on, or maybe that since we were surrounded by so many people we created more memories ? I don't remember anything anymore, as in, "What day is it?, What did I do yesterday, last weekend?".
( and it's not just the alcohol ). Time is just moving along, like a river peace full and serene, and then the waterfall.
When your young people always tell you, " Wait until you get out in the real world" and I guess I always expected...well something? Life didn't really change that much, ( on a day to day basis, of course there are differences) Maybe, the real world just means you have to pay for stuff. Because most places I've worked for are socially " High school". Clicks, Geeks, cool kids, teachers pets, drama, and dating drama. Things don't change because for the most part, people never change.

This is just one of the many sights, my wife and I are very excited about seeing. We're still deciding between a 17 day and a 12 day trip. We just don't know if we could be away from home for over two weeks, so 12 might be our only true option. Wir gehen nach Deutschland !!!

Today my Wife and I decided that this spring, "We shall return to Europe!!!" I'm so very excited, here are some pictures from our last trip.

Wow it's 2005, in a few months I'll be 25 (and then I can finally pay less for car insurance). The funny thing is, I never thought I'd make it this far. Part of the reason that I blew off high-school was that I didn't think I'd be alive this long. I just always figured that some how, some way, I'd be shot or hit by a car or maybe even beaten to death. ( I was a happy child )
But now I can easily picture, myself, old. Rocking chair, false teeth, Grandchildren, and stories about

When I was a kid computer screens where only Green and Black

People complain all the time about growing old, they say " All life is, is you grow old and then you die." But that's not true.Only if your lucky, will that happen. Growing old is a privilege, we all know someone that was denied that privilege. So be happy, with every ache and pain, and every lost or grey hair, that your still here to experience it, consider the alternative.

I've never really understood the concept of New Years. It's not a holiday, and it's not a "happy day" either. Even when I was little I remember thinking, " Oh shit, I'm one year closer to the grave." Year to year things never really change, for the first twenty or so years ( that I understood what was going on) I'd get so depressed thinking, " I can't believe I wasted another year, how can I 'carpe dium' if I can't even seize the whole F'n year.

Until this year, I changed so much. I, in fact, will never be the same, thank God. I was upset looking into the past, But now I'm hopeful for the future. Like Johnny Nash said, "the rain is gone." So Fuck it " HAPPY NEW YEAR'S BITCHES!" Another year of your life has ended, make it worth it, because you never know how many you have left.