The beginning

I'm a child of the 90's and maybe that has something to do with it.  At this point in life I'm sure its safe to say I'm physically an adult.  Mentally...well...I haven't felt this close to being as such.  I'm going to be a father in a matter of a couple months.  I just can't help feeling disgusted at where the world is going.  I have been well aware of this for some time now.  It never mattered before...downward spiral...fuck it all and fucking no regrets...  But all of a sudden I wake up one day...its the first point in my life where everything I do or everything I don't do matters....So it brought me to some serious self searching....I had time to think about that one thing...the thing that I'm good at...the thing that I'm proud of.  The talent I possess that other don't.  I came up with nothing.  So I went for the next best thing.  The one thing I am proud of.  Writing  So this is it my attempt at being a writer, a father, and a husband.  oh and hopefully a chronicle of me going threw college.   or at the very least making it to the front door........

Year	Population×109	Mean IQ
1950	2.55	91.64
1975	4.08	90.80
2000	6.07	89.20
2025	7.82	87.81
2050	9.06	86.32