Though about my grandmother today since it would be her 105th birthday today. Started on my new article for the Male Media Mind about capitalism. I'm having to come to terms with the idea that no one really care about you, but only what you can do for them. I'm strangely ok with that. At least it's honest and it pushes me to have something to offer to the world. I'm not worthless if I don't have anything anyone wants, but it's basically the only way people get to know my inner self is through what I can show them. I also scheduled nearly 20 posts for the tumblr today. I'm not sure how I'm going to fit them all in but I'd rather have too many than not enough.