My first post! Oh, boy.
Hmm, where to start? Well, I’m a freelance writer at the moment, trying to scrape by until I can repay my parents in full for their generosity in helping me with my medical bills. I’m trying to go back to school, but I hope to work as a writer full-time as soon as is feasibly possible, even if it means going without cable. Probably.
What else? Hmm. I want an ereader, but as I read ebooks on my computer anyway, it’s only a necessity for those darn DRMed books. I generally don’t like cheese unless it’s on pizza, and I hate parmesan, along with any other really stinky, foul-smelling flavorings, including but not limited to liquid garlic (I don’t eat garlic bread), that fake orange cheese dust on Cheetos, Cheese Puffs and Doritos that slimes your fingers, nacho dip, about 50 percet of vegetable dips, most ranch dressings, sour cream, cream in general, and General Cinemas popcorn butter. (I’m allergic to it, Just that brand. I know, I’m weird.) The rest of my weird tastes in food are too extensive to list, but I would be remiss if I didn’t mention my intense dislike for crunchy and/or slimy chunks of anything in otherwise homogenous mixtures. That means no crunchy peanut butter, raisins in my cookies, cereal or bagels, nuts in pastries or brownies, or fruit pieces that aren’t completely blended in my yogurt. Granola in yogurt and chocolate chips in nearly anything starchy or creamy ary two big exceptions, as they are yummy. Yumminess is good. Maximize the yumminess!
Where was I? Oh, right. The blog. So, there’s this blog sitting here. I’m not sure what to do with it, because there are so many things I COULD do with it. Oh, the possibilities! Mwahahahahaaaa.
Anyway, nice to see you! Stop by frequently, see what’s up (what’s bothering me or, alternately, why I am Blissfully Transcendentally Happy) and leave a comment to say hi, or tell me what a mean jerk I am, or worship at my digital feet. All feedback is welcome.*
* Note that I specifically didn’t say all feedback is equal. Flames will be engaged with flamethrowers. If I’m bored, possibly the local fire brigade.
That’s all, folks! Have a nice day! Until next time. 
[...Although I'll be damned if I know why that smiley face is so freaking happy. God knows I didn't provide much incentive for people to come back. But hey, I like optimists. He can be on MY dodgeball team now.]
