Beginnings.

So I decided I needed a private place to post (aka, my family reads my Xanga and I do need to talk about stuff they really don't need to see). Ergo, we have this, the beginnings of a livejournal.

First rant of the day: is it really my brothers' business what time I go to bed? I mean, if I want to stay up till 2 in the morning and stuff like that, it's my problem not theirs, right? After all, I'm not bothering them, the only clue that I'm up is that the light shines out from under my door. So why do my parents let them bother me about "not being in bed" let alone encourage them?!

d'oh

Totally forgot to say this...

If you're reading this, you're probably:
a) some random person off the LJ community.  Whee.
b) someone who got this link off my various Puzzle Pirates profiles.  Better.
c) someone I gave the link to, in which case, you should feel very honored, because that means I trust you with personal rants and feelings.  w00t.

In any case, welcome... to the insanity.