About the Author

Hey look I haven't updated this in a week. Oopsies! I've been busy and haven't been using the internet too much at all. At least as much as is normal for me. Anyway, this blog won't be for a lot of self reflection or anything but this piece is all about me because I'm slightly narcissistic.

I don't have any sort of set thing I want to talk about so I'm gonna stream of consciousness this bitch. I made stream of consciousness a verb. What are you gonna do about it? Anyway, I guess I'll start with my social interactions with people. Something I've noticed is that I try to be as nice as possible to people until I get closer to them and then I tend to be asshole mixed with nice. I hope that at that point people know that I don't mean anything by being a dick. I think this characteristic developed from having an older brother or two plus a dad that doesn't mind teasing either. It's just how the interaction has been in my life. The weird thing is that I'm really not mean to people I don't like. I just try to be as polite as possible to them and talk shit about them to my friends and/or family. It's my inner Seattlite. Passive aggressivity is fun. It's probably not the best way to go about life, not confronting anyway, but I've found that I rarely alienate people this way and that it's easier to be civil than to get into an argument. So in summation: nice with hints of asshole to friends, nice to neutral people, possibly overly polite and civil or just quiet to people I don't like. So if I'm a dick to you, don't worry! I like you! Or else you've been a giant, giant douchenozzle. Also, being quiet around you doesn't mean I don't like you, it just means I don't have anything good to say or don't know you that well. I always err on the side of silence.

When people ask me what I do in my free time, I don't really have a good answer. Most of my time, when alone, is spent dicking around on the internet or watching TV or playing video games. An exciting life for sure. I just hate doing some things alone. Like if I wanted to play football or some shit, I wouldn't just walk up to a field of people playing and ask to play, both because I don't generally just walk up to someone and talk to them and because my football and other athletic abilities aren't so good that I wouldn't feel like I was ruining their game or whatever. And I don't run because I have terrible endurance and don't want to look foolish running in public. I'm up for doing a lot of different stuff with friends, it's just a matter of actually doing it I guess.

It's weird, my language is a lot more vulgar in written form than out loud. I don't really swear that often verbally in general. I never swear in front of my parents either. It's just not that natural I guess. The main times I do cuss up a storm is when watching sports or playing video games. It's a good way to put aside that pent-up frustration when I get angry at Sean White or at myself for swinging at a curve up eight feet off the plate. But I use swear words to add verbal flourish and/or emotion to a sentence, not just to use them. Saying "stop sucking you fucks" says so much more than "stop sucking you poopheads".

In general, what frustrates me more than anything is antagonistic ignorance. When I try to explain something to someone and they either get pissed at me for pointing it out or don't care and continue doing it their way, it's frustrating. I guess I can't do more than suggest something to someone but when the thing is something simple, like a spelling problem I notice a lot or a different way of doing something they might not have thought of, it's annoying to face such resistance.

When people have the frownies, I always try to give them the bright side. I've always felt I've been good at looking at two different sides of something. Sometimes this isn't helpful but I think it always help a little bit to look on the bright side of the situation and sometimes people can't see it at that moment. Otherwise, I don't always have much to say other than "That sucks" or "Aw, I'm sorry" which doesn't sound very sincere. But if you really do have a bad thing going on and I give you a meh answer, it's not because I don't give a shit, it's just because I don't know what to say.

And to close, words and symbols I overuse: >_>, whoopsies, ! (since I cannot convey excitement very well in my speaking voice I compensate with sometimes sarcastic internet excitement), well, really, God, aw, :P, lol (I hate myself everytime I use this), clearly, apparently, like, I guess, Jew. Likely more that I'm forgetting.