That’s What She Said
First off, this post has nothing to do with that title. I just felt like saying it.
I think it would be fascinating to know what percentage of blog posts around the world involve the author talking about or apologizing for how long it has been since their last post. Usually those posts are the last posts for 8 months or so. Considering this phenomenon, I won’t do the same. We’ll just pretend this is my third post this week.
Looking back over my last several posts I’ve realized I like to talk about heavy stuff. So, I’ll break with tradition and post the music video for the song I’m listening to on repeat right now:
Alright, so I do admit that I had not actually watched that video before I just found it to post. The video is trippy, but it’s a good song. I’ll probably hate it in a week, but for now we’ll enjoy it together.
Now that the in-blog entertainment is complete I’m supposed to ramble about what is going on in my life. I personally feel that this sort of blog post is incredibly boring, but people keep telling me to talk about myself.
So, let’s see, the spring semester is nearing it’s end and I couldn’t be happier. I’m in Human Biology, English 1010 (yeah, I know, don’t ask), Social Work – Intro to Agency Experience, Intro to Music (I attended the Colorado Symphony Orchestra last week, great time), and World Wide Web, Internet & Beyond (There’s nothing wrong with wanting an easy A).
I’m still a Sophomore, which is just embarrassing. Even more embarrassing is that spell check has to correct “embarrassing” every time that I type it, including in this sentence. Two R’s, two R’s, two R’s.
In other news, I’m moving to a new apartment at the end of the month. How exciting is that to anyone reading this blog? Not at all.
In other, other news, I’m looking for a job. Anything really. I currently get paid in styrofoam peanuts and jelly beans at my current job at Metropolitan State College of Denver. My new landlord won’t accept either of those as payment for my rent. So, if you know of anyone hiring, especially if it will make me rich and famous, please let me know.
There you go, that’s about as much ridiculously self-important, narcissistic posting as I can handle for one night. See you next year. Just kidding. Probably.