i'd like to stay and chat, but i really mustache...
I just spent something like an hour typing out this long diatribe about who I am and why I've started a blog. I realized that this will probably just get lost in the sea of millions of other people bitching about their lives/starting new journeys/coming out/re-posting stupid cat videos/giving step-by-step instructions on how to make cake-pops without those pans I keep seeing on Sprout during the commercial breaks/writing the follow-up to The Anarchist Cookbook/whatever.
This blog will likely be followed by people that already know me or are as drunk as I plan to be while I type out the majority of my posts. And I like that. So instead of going into the who, what or why (because really, we're going to get into that over and over and over again soon enough), I'm going to instead say this:
I picked my background because it made me feel like people who didn't know me would think that I have a brain. I am into reading (and might possibly have a brain somewhere within this sea of wine), but I'm way more into drinking, getting out of the house, finding new music, drunkenly dancing, bullshitting with people on the internet, making an ass out of myself, Googling random shit to win dumbass arguments, numbing my brain with Jersey Shore, creating stupid images using phone apps, kicking with my kiddo and obviously talking about myself to no one in particular.
Also, I know I'm way behind on this mustache thing but I don't give a shit. I'm totally getting a mustache finger tattoo within the next week.
In closing, I promise to pump out some insightful, drama-ridden, well thought out posts sometime in the near future. For now, I'm just stoked that I didn't drink myself into forgetting about this whole thing yet again.
This blog will likely be followed by people that already know me or are as drunk as I plan to be while I type out the majority of my posts. And I like that. So instead of going into the who, what or why (because really, we're going to get into that over and over and over again soon enough), I'm going to instead say this:
I picked my background because it made me feel like people who didn't know me would think that I have a brain. I am into reading (and might possibly have a brain somewhere within this sea of wine), but I'm way more into drinking, getting out of the house, finding new music, drunkenly dancing, bullshitting with people on the internet, making an ass out of myself, Googling random shit to win dumbass arguments, numbing my brain with Jersey Shore, creating stupid images using phone apps, kicking with my kiddo and obviously talking about myself to no one in particular.
Also, I know I'm way behind on this mustache thing but I don't give a shit. I'm totally getting a mustache finger tattoo within the next week.
In closing, I promise to pump out some insightful, drama-ridden, well thought out posts sometime in the near future. For now, I'm just stoked that I didn't drink myself into forgetting about this whole thing yet again.
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