It's about time I left behind xanga and started a 'real blog' (whatever that means).
I started this, I suppose, as something of an intellectual endeavor. 3 of the people I hold in most high regard for all sorts of reasons have, at one point, spent some time writing for the occasional internet junky who stumbles across their dark corner of the interwebs. Plus, I've decided to take a break from academia and the college life (partly due to my own ineptitude and partly due to 2 stress related illnesses in 2 consecutive semesters) and I would need some solo forum for me to blabber like an idiot and think that my existence is relevant to the rest of the word. I do study philosophy, after all. We all know how much those people love to think they're smart.
I mean, I guess that I think I have interesting, intelligent (I would just like to point out that I spelled that wrong the first time) things to say (as do most everyone in America...*sigh*) but rarely do I ever actually try to sit down and make sense of the bullshit that boils around in my brain stew. Let this be a haruspicy of the entrails of my brain. Wait, are brains considered entrails? Did I just fuck that up too?
So here I am! Watch me wax nostalgic about things I can barely recall! Marvel as I kick myself over all of the stupid, incoherent things I say outside of the internet world! Be amazed as I pithily mock whatever talking point has bubbled up into big stream of media.
Man, this is going to be a difficult relationship, me.
