so, i don't like to talk to much about myself in a non-story mode, but sometimes i just gotta. first of all, i'm not very good at the whole blogging thing. i don't comment nearly enough on other sites, and i don't take care of my blogroll. i just found out two sites i visit are not on my 'roll, and that saddens me. so first off, if i've left you off the list, please let me know, and i'll fix that post-haste. (and, no Zach, for the last time, i'm not 'rollin you. i don't care if it's your birthday. and no, for the last time, i do NOT like Scrubs. Tard. Same goes for you Duchovny. Any 'director' who counts himself among the Rob Zombies of the world can blow me. What a waste of an Ivy League education. kidding, of course. if either of you pick this up on Technorati, I'm just fuckin' with you, a'right? call me at that 555 number)
like many of you, i try to hold down a full-time job while secretly harboring a dream of writing on the side. whereas 99.99% of my fiction has been rejected outright, i am writing several nonfiction books. Between this, the job, and pleasuring my wife I have had to give up many things i once spent a great deal of time on, like smoking, diddling, and keeping up with the 400 blogs i've blogrolled. (kidding about the diddling. there's always time for diddling. oh, and i will smoke the occasional cigarette, since i can do that while driving. same as diddling.)
so it's really just people i neglect.
and television. i swear to god i have watched one television program in the past 6 months. i seriously do not know what the world out there looks like. i rely very heavily on matt for my politics and ed for my americanized british tv.
don't ask me what i think of survivor. i'll tell you they peaked with the Rocky III soundtrack.
(this public apology brought to you by boxed wine © it's what's for dinner)
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