Another Ghettobook?

Wow, my very own blog!

A place where strangers read about each other's pathetic lifestyles. "Dear blog, today I ate a PB&J sandwich. Then my cat threw up a hairball."

Sorry, folks, nothing about my daily routines here. Just subject matter similar to the Ghettobook. "What's that, Kwokers?" Ask about it, I won't tell you. I'd ask in return, "Wtf are you reading my shiny orgasmic blogs for?" This is why, my friend, I have started a blog in the first place. For your sick entertainment purposes only. So you can read these things when you're bored, or trying to figure out where I live.

Blogger.com just keeps getting better! It autosaves every 4 minutes!

Its impressive when you're trying to build the foundation of a blog utopia on a dial-up connection. I sure love Colorado.

"Aha!" Say the pedophiles, "He lives in Colorado!" I did, until I pointed out that you knew. Now I live in Utah. By Costco. I'm 47 and obese. Too bad, yeah?

-ANYWAYS-

My myspace page is getting crowded, so I'm going to start moving things in, like a new house. That's what this site is like, a new house. Just one of the many wonderful uses of a blog.

Another, I'll mention, is the ability to post links of lame things that I think are really cool onto this mess of a page. Long socks and flash movies, ftw.

I'll get everything finished once I finish my PB&J.