TV shows? Either exposition-ridden borefests or bizarre slightly-off congealed awkwardness made before the producers really knew what they were doing.
Video games? Tedious elongated tutorials that either regurgitate information so blindingly obvious anybody who's even seen a copy of Halo 3 could do without them or incomprehensible slogs of information that you skip past with a hasty mash of the X button only to find out you have no idea what you're doing.
People? Most that I talk to think I'm a bitter, resentful loser with no real friends or talents who is going to die alone and unloved the moment I open my mouth; this, I suspect, is due to the fact I'm a bitter, resentful loser with no real friends or talents who is going to die alone and unloved.
And I have spent many, many hours just guiltily staring at the blogspot tab knowing I need to actually need to write something, finding the courage to neither close the tab and give up on the whole endeavor nor to actually write the fucking thing.
So I will instead end this meandering mess of an introduction with this: I have no idea what this blog is going to be about. Expect reviews of books I don't like, I guess.
I am fully aware that the only people likely to visit this blog are bewildered internet users who stumbled across this trainwreck by accident like an early-morning runner finding a dead body or people from my Creative Writing class under some vague societal obligation to look it at least once so I'll stop talking to them, but whoever you are, I can say only this:
Please don't go.
I'll aim to update it every Sunday, so expect me to do that exactly twice and then completely forget that this blog even exists
And I have spent many, many hours just guiltily staring at the blogspot tab knowing I need to actually need to write something, finding the courage to neither close the tab and give up on the whole endeavor nor to actually write the fucking thing.
So I will instead end this meandering mess of an introduction with this: I have no idea what this blog is going to be about. Expect reviews of books I don't like, I guess.
I am fully aware that the only people likely to visit this blog are bewildered internet users who stumbled across this trainwreck by accident like an early-morning runner finding a dead body or people from my Creative Writing class under some vague societal obligation to look it at least once so I'll stop talking to them, but whoever you are, I can say only this:
Please don't go.
I'll aim to update it every Sunday, so expect me to do that exactly twice and then completely forget that this blog even exists
