They do Kill us.

I don't know who they are but they do kill us for their sport.

It has been a while since I have had any reason to write on this blog but today I feel like I will.  It has been a while since anyone has done anything on this blog actually, not just me. Karl hasn't touched it and Llama deleted all his posts.  I'm not sure why I am trying to resurrect this blog...call it a bout of nostalgia.  It could be said that, yes, Nostalgic Gillmer is nostalgic.

Where to start....nothing much has changed in the past few months since I last posted besides one thing...I am not a student of Penn State any longer.  I had to withdraw because of depression type issues, which isn't a good thing but generally well recovered from by now, although I was never diagnosed clinically.  I now owe Penn State $6,307 or so dollars over the next two years, which is absolutely dandy. Dandy like a shot in the foot.  Alas, there is no point in dwelling on this now.

Returning the aforementioned blog partner Llama, I have not seen the old chap in a bit.  This isn't much of a surprise as he live in NYC and I live PA.

I am not sure where I am going with this post except to sleep.