on this blog.

So I’ve finally got a layout I can live with—the folks reading this on Facebook will have no idea what I’m talking about, but these notes are actually copies of the entries I’m writing here. Even though I’ve kept online journals for years it suddenly feels really strange to build a page that’s essentially dedicated to me, me, and me, with links which lead to more pages about myself, accounts I have on various sites, everywhere at once, sprawling all across the Internet in a vast web of self-obsession and egocentricity. Sounds familiar, doesn’t it?

I guess no one has to read it all, except for maybe my mother.

But anyway, it’d be nice if I had something to write about that wasn’t essentially just me and the things I think about and the mild disasters which prove that my life is pretty average. My immediate family might care enough to read about my adventures in Tucson but I can’t imagine that having much of an appeal—I mean, I’m not sure how much I care, really.

Maybe I should stick to blogging about things that are ridiculous. Things that I see or hear that are ridiculous. Ridiculous things seem to happen all the damn time, but maybe life just seems ridiculous to me period.


Tuna of the Godz said...

What are you talking about?! Ridiculous? Ridiculous! Nothing ridiculous has ever happened, ever! It's all... unridiculous! Yes! That!

Brittany said...

Which is weird, because you're probably the most ridiculous thing I can think of. I used YOUR PICTURE to illustrate this entry.

Tuna of the Godz said...

What? That's ABSURD!

Jax said...

Yes ... your mother is reading it ... ;)

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