Baby...newbie...infant...

So I finally did it, after talking about it and thinking about it and prcrastingating to what seemed like no end, I actually made this real. This should be interesting. Some place I can stick all my random thoughts and feelings that I don't want rattling around in my head any more. Perhaps I should have named it the junk box or something along those lines. Names...yes this one is odd. I am not a soldier, not in the conventional sense of the word. It came to me while thinking about Go. To me the game of Go is like a battle, or a series of battles in a war. I am completly lost when it comes to this game, but I keep wanting to become better at it. I've lost every game, badly, and I stopped playing for a while. But I have spent the summer trying to get things together in order to play online. (shrugs) When I think about it, this is the first thing that I've really wanted that did not simply come the first time I tried. Even getting into school, hard though it was, came to me the first time that I tried. So that is the random explaination of where the name is from.
I am sitting a room filled with the silent whir of computers. There is no human sound, other than my breathing in this room...indeed perhaps in this building. Odd in a way.