All day (all year actually) I have been thinking about how to achieve that successful bachelor status. I searched the internet for a community, blog, or simply any resource pertaining to the phrase "successful bachelor." I found nothing. I literally found nothing helpful or worth reading. I wanted to see what others had to say about the bachelor lifestyle but all I found was a couple blogs that were so unremarkable that I can't remember what aspects of bachelorhood they were talking about. Not only that, but they were both single blog entries, not entire dedicated blog sites (which is more of what I wanted).

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I made a few adjustments and updated the downloadable for STRIPPOD.

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      Many moons ago I created a quick piece of software to get songs off my iPod after my computer crashed. It didn't look pretty and it's functionality was very very basic. It did its job though; it went in and grabbed all the .mp3 and .m4a files off my iPod and placed them into a folder on my desktop. From there I just added them to my iTunes library and all was well in the land of music.

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Here goes...

      After an enormous response from those close to me regarding my last blog I feel the need to post some clarification. To start I will point out a mistake on my part. The blog was meant to be marked private and I simply forgot to do so. It is after moments like these that I am reminded how quickly word spreads. Since nearly every one of my readers has gotten a good look at it I will not mark it private, but instead I reread it at least three times to ensure that I cover everything in this one.

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      What will it take to get the life I want? What do I have to do to attain true independence from family? I love my family, but not one of them looks at me the way the look upon other mature adults. I seem like a waste of air, I can see it in their eyes. Every small comment, every little argument, they are all painting a picture of a lazy unsuccessful 21 year old male who lives alone and hides from the world. My aspirations for success are looked upon as a joke and I am seen as a tool. Not deliberately of course, but factually it is true.

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