I want to be cooler than I am, but I think admitting that makes me even less cool. I really like watching those people who are tragically hip. People who write blogs that are actually worth reading, or web comics, or slam poetry. People who work in art galleries and wear vintage clothes and have wine and cheese parties. You've got to do it like it comes naturally though; people can tell if you're only pretending to be that hip. I guess that's why I don't even bother. I know it wouldn't be believable.

I'm going to have to be the same kind of blogger as I am a person, I guess, and hope people like it. Silly, goofy, way immature. Mean. Insecure. Kinda crazy.