It’s Not Me, It’s You.
Who do you think you are? It’s not my responsibility to be all “Look at me! Look at me!!” all the time. Yes, I get it. I am a fascinating person and you want to be updated every single time I do the totally interesting things that I do every moment of the ever loving day. But you know what? Your petty, voyeuristic needs are crushing my spirit and thus my interestingness. That’s right. I am officially boring. I have nothing to say for myself. Thanks a lot, assholes.
I’m sorry I said that just now. I actually love you a great deal. And because of that, I would like to leave you with this. My last blog post of 2008. I think. But I just borrowed my friend’s charger to power up my old camera (thus i have one now. aw, yes…) and Santa brought us Rock Band for our Wii so heaven knows I just may have to pummel you with an assload of info over the next few days. Or not. We’ll see. Whatever.
The point is: Aren’t we all Kevin Bacon in Footloose at one time or another?
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