Monday, January 05, 2004

what really should have been the first post of the year.

this should have been the first post of the year, but it got superseded by that whole "boo hoo i have the flu won't you please feel bad for me?" post. the smart ones among the two of you reading this (this does not include me, i obviously do not check for spelling or grammar errors, much less overly-long parenthetical expressions) might surmise that "well, maybe he just wanted to get it out of the way before he forgot"--well, you surmised correctly. wooot!

eh. anyway, such is the sometimes on, sometimes off nature of this blog. when the fancy strikes me, i write. when it doesn't, i try to write and it's terrible, and i become ashamed and i sleep on the beach after drinking boone's farm all night with the rest of my wino friends. while i'd like both of you to believe that my charmed life of burrito throwing, celebrity baiting, and rugged good looks causing catfights everywhere i go continues on unabated 24/7/365, i'm afraid to say it doesn't. sometimes i have tight deadlines at work and i work a lot and you know as they all say in those "how to have a great first date" books i have sitting on my shelf, nobody really wants to hear you talk about work, so i've basically just shut the fuck up for a while.

however, it's the new year as you might have heard and well, it's the season for new neuroses. enjoy.