FakeKraid

I am needy and attention-seeking and I want you all to validate my existence. Do it by visiting my new blogblog and saying something. It's here.  Get on it.  Chop chop.  *claps hands* That is all.

How does this happen?  I went, in what feels like only a few weeks, from being empty and having nothing to having almost more than I can carry.  I know I asked for it, but is life capable of even a little bit of moderation and restraint?  Or respect for human limitations?  I seem strong to some people, but I'm not, really.  Not very.  Slow down a bit, please. In less cryptic news, there is more to say than I can reasonably say here in a journal of any length that I can or should expect the two or three people who still likely follow me.  I am involved, through a new friend, in a restaurant startup project, and this week will be working devot

Okay, I at least knew this was coming.  Probably some of the older folks (ones who remember the Civil Rights era, for instance) saw it coming, too.  People rose up against the oppressors, got their message heard, won the hearts and minds of many of the people... ...and then found out that the oppressors just merrily went about their business and ignored them completely.  In Egypt, the corrupt generals have basically said they are reducing the Presidency to a figurehead position and retaining all the real power for themselves on the (apparent) cusp of a Muslim Brotherhood victory.  In Europe, the willingness of lots of nations to try progress