Welp...It's About That Time

Indeed it is title.  Indeed it is.  Sure it's the new year (YAY!) and we are one step closer to the imminent demise of human existence as we know it (OOH!) and I'm hungry and don't feel like cooking (FIGURES!), but I haven't blogged yet this year so let's get this party started.

Now, I had a list of stuff that I wanted to blog about because I felt that preparing myself for blogging was important, but I lost that list.  Not to mention that usually when I start blogging, I just let my mind wander and it ends up in some semi-coherent garbage with a bunch of punctuation marks and parentheses.  I know the list was around here somewhere and I was going to look for it while the page was loading on my crappy internet, but then I had a mild panic attack because my blog didn't show up when I signed in.

Turns out, I was simply using my other email address.  They are very similar (separated only by on i) and the only reason I have this confusion is because my Gmail made me make a new account because I had originally used my school email, but then it said that if I used my school email then my school would get credit for my blog or something like that and I was all HECK NO TECHNO so I had to change the email which I tried changing to my original Gmail email but Gmail was all HECK NO TECHNO and told me they couldn't do that (don't ask me why, I thought Google could do no wrong) so I had to create this new one which caused me so much confusion and inadvertently lead to this run-on sentence.

Other than that joyful confusion, not much is happening in this, the year of our destruction.  Been chillaxing with friends because I like them better than my family and I paid for them so I figured I might as well use them as much as possible (like my Netflix account).  Been working like a dog and will continue to work like a dog because school starts in two (COUNT IT!  TWO!) days and I am taking 16 credits plus 28 hours of work during the week.  So I will have two thirteen hour days, two twelve hour days and an eight hour day every week because I'm legally insane and don't feel like being social (Introversion FTW).

So....that's all...hmm...I think I'll look for that list again. I need something more exciting to talk about.

Fricken Starving!
Brian