Let Garbage Come Forth

So I don't have a damn thing to say today. I really don't. Has my existence come to this? Just babbling rambling on the world wide web. Now, that's just a silly word - world wide web. It's sounds archaic. Well, other than using the www for websites (technically we don't even need that because all those www equal some static IP address number - just changed by some DNS server.) most people don't talk about it terms like this. I guess Web 2.0 is the more proper term.

Oh, here's something geeky. So I'm still playing Battlefield 2 and the server that I play on the most is sponsored by a clan. Mom and Dad, don't worry this clan isn't like a gang or anything. Nevertheless, they asked me to join up with their group. I was like, "Huh? Maybe." The fun part about this group is that they're all over the world. So I can hear the proper British swear words in full force. It's funny to hear them talk about their kids, playstation 3, and going fishing.
It's hard to imagine other real people playing games. Well, these games are truly for the geeky. Oh, don't worry there's drama too. I was listening to some of the guys talk about another clan and how about so-and-so left the clan because he wasn't happy and joined another group. Geez, it's still a video game.

Don't worry, this weekend was a blast -getting ready for tax season. Thank goodness for Turbotax. It's the best $40 spent.