I'm a quarter of a century old, and I have nothing to show for it. In retaliation of my age, I created this blog just so I could bitch about the inane and superficial things that actually mean nothing to anyone else just so I could feel better about myself. I could cry into a cavern or over a lake and have it echo back to me just to prove that I'm alive...OR I could create a blog where my stupidity is everlasting.
I'm going to go with the latter because, hey, someone might enjoy this.
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