Andy Warhol once said; “They say that time changes things, but you actually have to change them yourself.” Before all of you who don't know who he is flood my inbox with such eloquent and charming responses like "WHO DAT?! GTFO my Internet" . Andy is a famous painter, director, recording artist, writer, among other things from the early sixties. And who's work has pretty much taken up most of my free time for most of the summer. (Edit: Sociology class)
Anyways, I am getting sidetracked. What does this have to do with the title of this journal entry? Well a lot of you are screaming at me, wondering where the hell I have been for the last two months. Some of my best friends think I just up and ditched them. Well there are two reasons for this. First being, I am now in college. I know, I know. Millions of people go to school and still manage to not be a hermit. Answer? Most people aren't insane like me and going for a triple major (Psychology, Sociology, and Criminology). Yup that is not a typo. Why? Because I am frickin' awesome... All kidding aside, I am actually doing this because I am going after my dream job, and if you knew already that it was forensic analysis. Well that clearly means you have known me since I was about six. Then I hope to start my own TV series in which I always catch the bad guys. Always have the wittiest lines on the tip of my tongue, and manage to finish up a case within 42 minutes (Including the "Great Success" montage...).
Anyways, that would be reason number one. Number two is, two months ago I started getting phone calls from blocked numbers at all hours of the night, your basic insults, death threats, and of course your youhavesevendays crap. I have no clue who was doing it. So I added on a new line to my plan and got a second sim card. Being the sentimental type I could not get rid of the phone number I have had since my first phone. But even that didn't solve the problem. Somehow the prick managed to get that number as well. So I got rid of the second line. And am now routing all my cell calls/texts/MMS/Email and so on through a blacklisting software for my iPhone (Edit: I went back to my old number.). Some of you are probably wondering why you STILL can't contact me. Well, someone..Tyson.. fails at anything electronic and somehow mixed up the 'lay' button for teh musics with the 'delete everything on phone and make it feel like brand new again' button. So the only contacts I had were off of my old phone. And I stopped using that phone over two years ago. The blacklisting program only allows calls and such though if the number matches what is on my white list. The rest get: a.) deleted, b.) sent straight to voice mail then deleted. c.) deleted then crash my phone. or d.)flagged as known associates in a suicide bombing cult. I
If you are one of those unfortunate people. That brings me to the last thing I would like to let you know. I told many of you I would be coming back, and soon. But as it is right now. I JUST finished my homework which is due in about a day before yesterday. And this should tell you just how little free time I have. I am barely on the computer anymore, and if I am. Its usually pulling apart lecture recordings and making notes. I love all of you less than Eureka, which is like the best show of ever. And I haven't even had time to watch the last six or seven episodes. So I would like to apologize to those of you who have not heard from me, and believe me. I miss you all too.

To recap;

>Did not vanish off face of earth on purpose.
>Am not a hermit
>School, school, work, coffee, nap. Repeat six times a week or as prescribed by a doctor. Do not mix with alcohol, or other medication.
>Some guy wants to make me not live anymore. (Good luck with that one crazed psychopath.)
>Cell only allows calls from a handful of people. If you can't call. You are not one of them.
>It is not on purpose.
>It is hopefully temporary.
>Will be offline completely until further notice.


~Error: A network cable is unplugged.