I’ve always hated introductions. Something about them just seems awkward and rehearsed. It is kind of like when virgins have sex for the first time. There is that characteristically awkward fumbling, the preconceived notions and fears—not to mention the things you do (or say) because you casually leafed through some lewd article in Cosmo. Awkwardness proceeds to ensue, then for a moment it’s painful until something gives—and someone’s left bleeding.
Useless similes aside, I still hate introductions—and this is still my awkward, mildly tense blog entry. Hopefully you won’t leave feeling sore, sticky and disappointed. That said, even as I type this I contemplating the various topics I could cover. There is politics. But let’s be honest, how many (direction)-winged political “analysts” can the cybernation handle? There is the “I’m-an-opinionated-student-without-any-actual-
credentials-or-grammatical-skills-but-I’m-undeniably-right-all-the-time” route. You know, for the crowd that wears wools scarves in August and should probably pay rent to Starbucks.
Bile crept up my throat as I typed that.
I could rant about various things that “grind my gears”, which I probably will—but that seems like a fairly worthless contribution to the blogging world. I mean, unless I’m an animated squirrel, with a voice treated with Helium—it won’t be very funny…or interesting. But since there are no set rules, and even the ones that are set—tell you now to follow them, I suppose I’ll just see where my fingers take me. They tend to know what I like. Giggidy.
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