It's at times like these that I realize my life is not that bad. There are plenty of times when I complain about my life, and feel sorry for myself, but something always occurs that makes me realize that I've got a really good life. It is sad that it takes another's tragedy to make me realize that I have a good life, and each time I read about something that would be beyond my capabilities to handle. A few days ago, I told Texas Wahine that she had helped me out more than she could eve...

Is anyone else having problems with the black list? Mine doesn't seem to be all that effective of keeping people from posting on my articles... What's the deal?

Yes, that's right. I finally got a job. And, even better, it was the job I wanted the most. I've been doing a happy dance for the last hour or so. I am so relieved and so happy right now. I can pay the rent! I can buy real food! I can go shopping (for new books)! And, I actually have to call and cancel two interviews now. I got a call this morning for a second interview at one office, and a call for a first interview at another. For everyone who sent me happy vibes, good wis...

I'm taking a class on privacy right now, and we're discussing the fact that people seem very willing to "bare all", as it were, online. We tell stories about ourselves to perfect strangers that we might not tell people in our daily lives. People, especially teenagers, seem willing to tell everything and, at times, show everything. So, why do you blog? Do you feel the need to create an "online" identity? Do you enjoy sharing your life and feel safe doing so where people do not know yo...