Well ain't this a mess.
Actually had to put effort into finding this sink hole of a blog again.
You know when you crack open the high school yearbook with the family and everyone comments on what a handsome young man you were then, but really they're trying to be nice once they see your face contort with cringing shame?
THAT IS THIS BLOG. MY CRINGING SHAME. AND I WAS VALEDICTORIAN.
Much of the time I hear comments from people about how funny my personality is. Setting aside the simple jabs of being dropped on my head as a child, I often wonder if I do have a fetching, humorous personality that attracts people to me... Or if the people I attract are just simple minded and easily entertained by simple jabs.
Maybe being dropped on the head is the proper way to go and the non-skull fractured persons are unusually bland and stunted. Does that make me superior? Brain-damage induced humor?
I think it does.
Behold! I am the future of mankind! I will lead you unto a new, higher plain of existence and become the masters of this world!
Now throw you babies on the ground.
