One man, in his own words. - March 20th, 2008

So yes.
I'm officially 24 years old, as of yesterday.
Quarter-life Crisis begins (or continues?).
But I've really already lived a third-life already, depending on which life-expectancy experts you talk to.

Anyway.

Fun times were had. I was "kidnapped" by some very interesting folks.
Blindfold made for a little motion sickness in the car, but I was alright.
We went to *undisclosed locations* and had fun doing *classified activities*.
Some very fun, some (in hindsight) I'm not to sure why I agreed to do.
I think I have developed Stockholm Syndrome.
Anywho.

So now. It's time to grow up, and get down to business.
Be an adult and everything.
I say that every year, but I plan for it to stick this time.
I heard that women find maturity incredibly attractive, anyway.

-Leon