Well, I've been wanting to start one of these blog things for awhile. So I figured that while sitting twiddling my thumbs at the office I might as well do something semi-productive. Other than the bitch work I was give to laminate 120 sheets of paper. You'd think coating paper in a waterproof layer of shiny-ness would appeal to me -- yeah, it doesn't.
I guess I'll start off by sharing some things about myself. I am currently attending my last year at Florida State University where I major in Communications. I'm not sure where I'll be heading upon graduation and I hate the lingering question "so what are you going to do?" Well, I'm planning to take my degree and go find a cave where I will live off of deer carcass and practice my prehistoric cave drawing. Or I'll just get a job you pretentious twit. Anyway, I have a passion for writing, laughing, helping and all things weird. Weird things tend to follow me and I have embraced all things awkward, obscure and inexplicable. I have five little brothers, which many say explains so much of my personality.
I'm a no nonsense type of kid. I'm not into small talk unless that small talk happens to be with someone who amuses me. Being easily amused is another gift of mine that I attribute to my mother. Who is equally as insane as myself and the rest of the members of my family. Whose stories, I'm sure, will continually surface throughout my blog. I appreciate those who provide me with stories, mobile uploads or anything else I can get a good laugh out of and share with friends. I admit, I'm not super warm and fuzzy and I don't make apologies for that. I've found that making apologies for things you cannot change is like someone without appendages trying to do jumping jacks - it gets you nowhere but frustrated and a little sweaty.
Currently, my job consists of making people ride public transportation in a place where everyone hates public transportation. And no, I'm not a bus driver. I work in the marketing department of a transit system near my school. It's difficult trying to sell the dream of riding a bus with 40 other smelly characters when, in all honesty, I'd rather grind my teeth on the sidewalk than ride that bus. Well, I'd better get back to improving peoples' lives one bus pass at a time.