I sure hope the cream in my iced coffee hasn't gone rancid yet. I mean, it doesn't taste like it, but then I put an assload of vanilla syrup in it when I made it 9 hours ago, plus the Teraza coffee that it's made with is pretty strong to begin with. Dare I trust it?

*shurgs*

I'll take my chances.

I don't know why, but I still can't figure out what it is that I want to do with my life. I'm only 18, so I can't imagine that it matters too much, but it would be nice to have a little bit of direction on what to do/study/care about. I'm still not sure about what I'll be rocking out as in the Air Force, but apparently it's going to be an air traffic controller. And, I can totally see myself doing that in the Air Force, but I cannot see myself continuing it past that. I simply do not want to end up as a working stiff in the real world, no matter the money that I'm going to make from it. It scares the crap out of me to think that I would end up like my parents--worrying about the mortgage, slowly having the soul sucked from my body. An American middle-class existence is simply not in the cards for me. I want to do something awesome, and even if nobody else remembers me for it, I want to be able to look back and not regret the path I've taken.

So rather than just doing one thing, maybe I'll do everything. Maybe I'll start a game studio, a band, run a kick-ass website, race motorcycles, and get a pilot's license to fly a cropduster. I'll start a ramen noodle bar and work as a spy. I'll write articles, novels, and technical manuals. I've already been a barista, so I'm on my way to being able to look back and say that I've done something. Now onto the next step: Learn an instrument and draw some more. I think I'll play some more video games too.

Woot.
-D Haines