frankmask

Never mind. Two pages or so of musing on how my life is drifting like a row boat carelessly left to drift were just wiped out with one casual misclick of the mouse. The long and the short of it is that I'm twenty, unemployed, and out of school, and I don't know what to do with my life, and more importantly I can't think of any solid reasons to do anything except for hunger, which is real and solid enough, but doesn't do much for my sense of adventure or plot.