Since this is the year the world is suppose to end I guess I should start a journal. Reflecting on this, it seems a little silly but at least I can bore people I don't know via the web. This week seemed very long, maybe because the previous week I was sick and only worked two days. By the way, I am a school bus driver, and it is like almost any other job; there are good days and bad days. I like to say it is the hardest easy job you will ever have. Enough about that, I have recently started working out and it seems to have it's pluses and minuses. Minus, I seem to sore a lot more. Plus, I seem to have more energy and do not get short of breath as quickly. Minus, my bank account it lighter due to monthly YMCA dues. Plus, my job is helping to pay for my fitness endeavors. Minus, I keep getting my butt handed to me playing racquetball. Plus, I have discovered I really like racquetball and I do not always lose! And to end on a double positive, two words, steam room. I know I should start a new paragraph here but I'm part of the English Nazi resistance, so suck it English Nazis!! What too type about? Ooooo Facebook, after many years of loyal Facebooking, I am beginning to hate it. The only reason to continue to go there and is to check in with friends and family. The reason not to go there? It does not work well with my phone, continual "updates" that should be left in the category of, if it's not broke don't fix it, the phone app is craptacular (I used it for a bit but noticed it was slowing my phone down, using forty-four megabytes of RAM at one point, then it ceased to exist on my phone, funny how that worked out), need I go on? Well I think I have done enough whining, for now, talk to you later...