Kids And Candy

Something shocking appears to have happened.

This blog is not the first. When I started this blog, I was not a aspiring blogger tentatively dipping her feet into the sea of documenting my life. I have in the past, to continue the water metaphor now that I've started, thrown myself headfirst off a cliff into the sea, promptly swam to shore, and then kept going back and forth.

This time, it appears I have been successful.

Maybe I am speaking too soon. Maybe this will be my last entry for a month, two, a year, forever. But glancing down that cute sidebar on the left, right, whatever-it-depends-on-which-way-you-look-at-it-either-way, my updates are becoming more and more per month. (Yes, my new obsessions in writing long, pretentious articles do so count as updates.)

My previous record, was I think, perhaps three entries. Maybe four. Therefore, over thirty entries is an interesting milestone, because holy shit, even I didn't think I'd keep this up. I have tried ranting blogs, private blogs, funny blogs, feature blogs, picture blogs with cute drawings and none have stayed with me.

Whether anyone reads my ramblings, I do not know. I do not care to know. As mentioned here, I blog to blog and for my future entertainment because I find a ridiculous amount of joy in reading back on my old stuff and just laughing at myself.

And now, as I head off on my next new adventure on the other side of the world for The Next Big Step in my formal education, university, I should have plenty of interesting (to me,) content and thoughts in general to spill out over the keyboard. Because I am a relatively pathetic person, I am really hoping to keep this up, because I am already anticipating with glee the hobby that will become me in my second year of university reading back on my freshman year thoughts and predictions. God, I'm so easily amused.

I do, however, have to admit that I've grown slightly attached to my little bit of space on the internet. Yes, this is what it would look like if my mind digitalized itself and threw up everywhere. I am neither consistent or logical. But this is pretty much the truth. (Unless it's a fictional article and in that case I guess it's a lie.)

So, in celebration of thirty-two-entries, I am going to place here an introduction. Because I am a terrible person, it is not even an introduction specifically written for this exciting and monumental event. No, it is a recycled introduction from one of my older blogs which is (a) from last summer, and (b) not SO awful that I am too embarrassed to paste it there.

Therefore:

I have always sucked majorly at introductions.

For starters, I never know what to introduce. Should I tell people about my interests or my personality? My positive points or the parts that suck? Or maybe I could launch into one of my more eccentric theories, or a heavily exaggerated story about what happened yesterday, and let you reach the conclusion that I am insane on your own.

Or, even better, I could ditch the introduction and simply attach a warning sign. One of my better ideas, as it would stop my dreaded and frequent encounters with slow walkers, and would allow me to pick friends who don't talk in cinemas.

I have attempted many times to keep a blog. I think 5 entries was the record. Each entry also started with "Oops I haven't updated in a while," because I'm sure my large following of dedicated readers (read: none) were peeing themselves in a frenzy to know where I'd gone and WHY I'D STOPPED UPDATING MY BLOG (i.e. no one cared and I, being a loser, felt inadequate and gave up)

I have also started many, many projects. Some of the lucky, rare exceptions, managed to actually go somewhere, before sinking back into the limbo of "Ideas and things that could have happened if Laura weren't too lazy."

So: Hi, I'm Laura and I'm really lazy.


I decided to create this blog-picture-thing because:

• I have self-diagnosed myself as extremely witty™, and therefore need to share this with the cyberworld.
• I like to doodle. Especially stick figures. Especially stick figures mocking myself. Go figure. Now this sentence sounds stupid because the word 'figure' is in it three times, once not being used for syntactic parallelism.
• I have nothing better to do.

I will spare you details of my real life. It is mundane and uninteresting. You will, however, probably get glimpses of it (or perhaps more), as this blog is, um, a blog about my mundane and uninteresting life.

Now, as an amateur to introductions, I am of the opinion this has been a quality introduction post. However, due to my place as a newbie on the introduction hierarchy, it may be that this introduction post has greatly displeased the introduction post gods and I will be struck down once I click "publish post."

Nevertheless, it is a risk I will take.