I was tempted to wait twenty minuites to post anything so I could just go straight to the "April Dailies" that we're doing (we=the group at large), but I couldn't be bothered, and by the time I'm finished spewing here it'll probably be midnight anyways. I referred to this as my fake blog today. Which got me thinking about verious social networking sites and what kind of an identiy we're creating for ourselves virtually, as well as in reality. While this line of conversation tends to get very exestnetial equally as quickly, I like to aviod it, but having moved four times in the past year its impossible to not change. That and that I hang out with first years, who are all still (d'aw, aren't they cute!) finding themselves. Heck, I'm still finding myself and I'll still be finding myself in ten years. Hopefully by then things will be more stable in my life than they are now. It does give one a warped coneption of reality though, and inspires those weird questions: how much free will we acutally havbe? how much is already decided? etc (as demonstrated by &c archaeically). Beign a historian I have a hard time not beliveing that the future isnt already decided, but what I do tomorrow will determine that futre. and who is to say it sonw continue in a paralell universe. As this gets more and more rambly I'm finding it will probably fit better on the other, purely text, blog. It sucks becuse I so badly want for stablity. This will get edited...eventually-promise!