Finding Myself OMG: A Bullshit Quest

Well, where do I start? I'm struggling, I suppose, to find out who I am outside of who my parents want me to be, who my friends want me to be, or who my own perfectionist tendencies (totally personified) want me to be. I don't know if this blog will really document my progress in, ahem, coming of age, or if it will just basically be a place for me to vent and blab about nothing. We shall see.

Saturday, May 13, 2006

Crippled by my own good deeds.

So, went canvassing this afternoon. In sneakers I don't usually wear, and apparently had not totally broken in for walking.

My feet are a mess of blisters. When I got home my socks were totally soaked with blood. Ewww. And now I cannot freaking walk. I was gonna go downtown tonight, but I think I will just stay at home, watch TV or maybe Chronicles of Narnia on DVD with my madre, and drink fuzzy navels. I really want a bottle of Butterfly (best white wine in the world), but am in too much pain to go to the liquor store.

A couple links:
I talk about Hollywood messed up casting. My friend Ross is a very interesting individual and a talented musician. He is, I'm pretty sure, the best damn yukelele-playing pirate you'll find. His website is just getting started (my friend Brett is working diligently on it), so there's not a lot of content yet, but check it out and check back for when there's media up, because Captain Ross rocks. Aaaargh.

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