To be or not to be, that is the question.
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep;
No more.
The above, as we all know, is one of Shakespeare's most famous lines from one of his most famous plays (Hamlet, for those of you who are ign'ant and lack book learnin'). It can be viewed as one of the most profound existential questions that can be raised: is it better to sit around tugging on your sack (or female equivalent thereof) in the face of adversity, or to man up and charge head on?
Or you can view it as an easy way to seduce slutty english lit majors. As I'm a shallow excuse for a human being, I choose the latter.
Kidding.
Anyway, I bring this up as a wayward way of declaring my intentions for this blog. I started it at the urging of a friend of mine, after I complained about losing interest in writing (not good news for an aspiring journalism student). This blog is me manning up and putting the good, the bad, and above all, the ugly out there for you, my obviously hobby-bereft public, to enjoy. I've decided to suffer the slings and arrows, I'm taking arms against the seas of outrageous fortune, I'm rocking like a hurricane, off the rails like a crazy train, the lights are out so I'm entertaining you. The 2 key words there are 'entertaining' and 'you' (KC was all about entertaining you, but I'll save my rant about Nirvana for another day). This will not be a blog about the minutia of my daily existence. Let's face it, my life is not that interesting, and to think you'd find it fascinating would take more narcissism than I can possibly summon. This will be about my uniquely hilarious thoughts (I'm not a narcissist, but dammit, I'm allowed to be somewhat full of myself), observations, and will also function as a way for me to appeal to women (Oh, you write a blog? Do me now, you mysterious artistic type!) We'll share some laughs (hopefully), shed some tears (probably), and in the end become better people (unlikely).
For now, if you're reading this, you're in the minority. Ideally, that will change and I'll become an internet sensation, and enjoy massive amounts of e-fame (which is of course the same thing as real fame, but without getting paid, and my mom won't understand what it is that I do). So hey, if you're in, and you're enjoying the party, spread the word.
Or you can view it as an easy way to seduce slutty english lit majors. As I'm a shallow excuse for a human being, I choose the latter.
Kidding.
Anyway, I bring this up as a wayward way of declaring my intentions for this blog. I started it at the urging of a friend of mine, after I complained about losing interest in writing (not good news for an aspiring journalism student). This blog is me manning up and putting the good, the bad, and above all, the ugly out there for you, my obviously hobby-bereft public, to enjoy. I've decided to suffer the slings and arrows, I'm taking arms against the seas of outrageous fortune, I'm rocking like a hurricane, off the rails like a crazy train, the lights are out so I'm entertaining you. The 2 key words there are 'entertaining' and 'you' (KC was all about entertaining you, but I'll save my rant about Nirvana for another day). This will not be a blog about the minutia of my daily existence. Let's face it, my life is not that interesting, and to think you'd find it fascinating would take more narcissism than I can possibly summon. This will be about my uniquely hilarious thoughts (I'm not a narcissist, but dammit, I'm allowed to be somewhat full of myself), observations, and will also function as a way for me to appeal to women (Oh, you write a blog? Do me now, you mysterious artistic type!) We'll share some laughs (hopefully), shed some tears (probably), and in the end become better people (unlikely).
For now, if you're reading this, you're in the minority. Ideally, that will change and I'll become an internet sensation, and enjoy massive amounts of e-fame (which is of course the same thing as real fame, but without getting paid, and my mom won't understand what it is that I do). So hey, if you're in, and you're enjoying the party, spread the word.
Blogs are so 90s.
ReplyDeleteok so when i read this:
ReplyDelete"Or you can view it as an easy way to seduce slutty english lit majors. "
i actually said out loud "hey! i'm an english lit major"
then contemplated if i was a slut or not..
you see, your blog is already causing existential thinking!