Though I haven't entirely moved, I've been blogging more at
I have an opinion about everything. I have an opinion about the clothes you are wearing, your newborn pimple (it's cute!), your sty, your distorted perception of reality. Or about your desperate crush on Edward Cullen. In fact, I even have an opinion about your opinion of me.
However, the opinions in this blog will be purely limited to matters related to my life, not the least of which includes my favored music, video games, books, and movies.
I warn you, though. I am occasionally and inevitable a disorganized person, proof of which will be my occasional rants about my life, politics, or anything I have an opinion about--which means, if you paid attention to my first sentence, just about everything.
You're right. In many enumerable ways, I sound like a cultured brat. So bask in my self-centeredness (if there's even such a word).
Your heart is like a great river after a long spell of rain, spilling over its banks. All signposts that once stood on the ground are gone, inundated and carried away by that rush of water. And still the rain beats down on the surface of the river. Every time you see a flood like that on the news you tell yourself: That's it. That's my heart. -Kafka on the Shore