Confessions of a Person Who is Me

Perhaps I need to be straight with all of you loyal readers who continuously take the time out of your day to sit, read, and reread these posts (Me, I'm lookin' at you!)...

My name isn't really "SweatyBootsStink". I know that many of you may have actually thought, "This guy named SweatyBootsStink would never lie to me because he just seems to be an unrealistically honest person. Going by this logic, I suppose that I can conclude that he would not lie to me about his name either, so I will unquestioningly assume that his name is, indeed, SweatyBootsStink."

I'm really sorry to disappoint you, but my name is actually one, Ysaac Keith. I am not actually the last Atlantisian, and I apologize to those of you who were led on (by myself) to believe that that is the case. Furthermore, I must admit that I was not born in a volcano named Mt. Legendary Hero (with the even more fictional legend that I had invented regarding the alleged prophesy that anyone born inside the aforementioned volcano would go on to become -- big surprise -- a legendary hero). I was born in a hospital in an apparently unpopular city.

I understand that much of this may come as a shock if you weren't actually in the hospital watching me being born.

I must also admit, that I have fallen deeply in love with Sweet Leaf Tea, which is made right here in Austin, TX where I currently reside. It is so good...

I will also add that I should probably be getting to sleep. It's pretty late and I do have work tomorrow. The unfortunate thing is that I might actually have to go in pretty early, there's no real telling on that matter. I'm kind of waiting on one guy who may or may not show up tomorrow to open his department. If he does not show up --which he didn't earlier today-- then I will have to step in and help out.

Speaking of work, my phone doesn't so much anymore. Or at least the camera built into it. The thing is that I really want to start adding some kind of photographs to this blog, or at least, you know, in my life. I just can't use my camera. If I try to access it, a stupid message comes up saying "Cannot connect to camera", which I always yell, YOU ARE CONNECTED! DON'T TELL ME YOU CAN'T DO SOMETHING THAT YOU ALREADY ARE!! That piece of crap just stares at me in defiance with the same message across the screen though. I think it's trying to make me mad...and boy is it successful. Anyway, if I'm lucky and I don't get that message, I'll get a myriad of unwanted color all over the screen and it does an excellent job of preventing me from seeing anything that I would like to take a picture of. Conclusion: It's not working. I don't know what I did, besides drop it, crack the screen, drop it, toss it around when I'm bored, drop it, viciously open and close it when I'm anxious, and light it on fire.

I have a confession to make: I never lit my phone on fire.

My point is that I need a new camera, and seeing as how the one on my phone isn't working, along with a few other problems I have with that same phone, I should probably look at a new one. Does anyone that reads this blog (me) have any ideas? (No I don't.) I don't know though, I was thinking about the MyTouch one coming out with the google stuff, but...I don't know, I originally wanted a flip phone so it would be more difficult for me to crack the screen since it would normally be closed (my current phone is a Samsung U600, which has a beautiful screen that I successfully damaged within its first week of being in my possession). I guess I'll see what happens.

Socks are on my feet. It's all good. Questions?

SweatyBootsStink signing out!