really?

yes.

i'm jumping on the blog bandwagon. i've been entertaining the idea for years now but for one reason or another (lack of interest/initiative, the fact that the word "blog" makes me think of people who meet via the personals on craigslist) i've never actually gotten this far. so why now? i have 30 days, an entire MONTH, with nothing to do. NOTHING. no school, no job (that's a lie but we'll get to that later), no friends (apparently people go home to visit the fam over the holidays. whats up with that) and complete narcissism. sounds like a recipe for blogging success, no? no. truth be told, this will probably be more boring than your aunts kugel.

so...blogs.

i asked my boss what he thought about bloggers yesterday...the conversation went as follows:

"hey matt, would you still be friends with me if i started a blog"
"no, definitely not"
"what if i posted about your rapping skills"
"no"
"what if instead of using your name i referred to you only as the 'biggie smalls of polaroid photography'"
"what if you handed me that frame you're sitting on"

like matty, i've been a skeptic. i mean, who (with any sort of life) has the time to do this? i was forced to keep blogs for some of my arch classes and could barely bring myself to post, even when my grades depended on it. but recently, every time i turn around, someone i know and (used to?) respect has joined that group of people who peruse the "casual encounters". but you know what, i fucking LOVE these blogs. i spend hours reading that shit. and i seriously commend them on their ability to continue writing. every day. because i, for one, can NOT do that. of course i've had journals that i sporatically write in, but these people, knowing i'm desperately seeking distraction during my 5 hour design class, write every freaking day! bless their little techno-savy hearts. being as my attention span is shit and i can't stay interested in anything that lasts longer than an episode of gossip girl, this blog will be short lived. 30 days to be exact. because i can barely find time to shower while school is going on, let alone regale you with tales of my trips to the bodega.

but for now, i must help my roommate parent-proof my apartment. ah yes, mom and dad are coming tomorrow (that'll be a fun post) and there's some crazy-ass smell coming out of the freezer...which is bizarre because the only thing in it is gin...

*this post is brought to you by ryan's computer. RIP acer. RIP.*