dvsskunk

I am stuck in my own preverbial hell(sp). I actually have decided I don't like where I am living, the people who live here or what they consider a good time. Maybe its the lack of free will, they are all a bunch of robots who repeat any and all proporganda that the majic box tells them. Man I can't wait for winter and can start snowboarding again. Then maybe I can appreciate this place for the winter wonder land it really is.