It is official. I can't keep torturing my roommate at the end of every day with my need for human contact--the girl needs to unwind and I'm drowning her with my need to chit-chat, whine, gush, and otherwise muse about my day. Poor thing. One of my new kickball friends suggested blogging...
So here we are. I'm going to blog. Again. But maybe better this time? Here's hoping. This won't likely ever gain any kind of popularity because the lion's share of this will be crap no one really WANTS to listen to me talk about. But luckily my mother thinks I'm funny so there will be at least a following of one.
Dear non-existent reader, please don't get attached to any kind of topic, or format. I will likely stray. Ok it's going to happen. Accept that. There will be positive things, bitchy things, lists, and possibly even the odd Haiku. Ok the Haiku is less likely but prepare for anything.
