BERLOGTIME

So. I have started a blog. I have decided to contribute to the online community because i don't do that enough already, i mean i only have a tumblr, FB, twitter, youtube, foursquare account. I contently while away half of my waking, sleeping, living hours online, flarging around the internet reading essays on The Wire, stalking Matthew Morrison, studying ukulele videos and etcshit, and have decided that ACTUALLY i want to contribute to swirling online cesspool of useless information too!

I've been slowly working my way up to this, what with jumping on the tumblr bandwagon in the summer after school, (i like to call it the lazy man's method to keeping a blog) and all through my first semester of uni where we had three different reflection blogs to maintain, and many of my new journo friends had their own personal blogs as well.

I like how this blog will be in effect, kind of a diary for me but mainly i'm starting this blog just so i have an incentive to regularly write, and i hope, improve my writing.

I read a lot, read a lot of blogs and online writing and snarky commenty essay types on sites like Vulture , Go Fug Yourself and The Frenemy which i find HEELARIOUS. but i don't write a lot, which is obviously poor form for a journalist. That's mainly because i'm lazy as fuck and can't be bothered to think of nice sentence structures,vivid imagery and unexpected turns of phrase and shiz. Also because my life is pretty tumbleweed boring, and even if it wasn't i'm naturally quite taciturn about my personal life. There's also that element of narcissism to many blogs, you know the prevalence of those posts like "omagahh look at all this shit i bought today" -Unless you're Olivia palermo or that Missoni girl,  no one has any fucks to give about your chain shop clothing . I like to think that i'll stab myself in the eyes before i do a post like that. However i probably will end up writing posts like that for the lack of interestingness in my life and the fact that however much i feign a frugal Zen-ist materialist-free thinking, truthfully i'm such a coveter of "things".e.g. WHY WOULD YOU BUY A $50 UMBRELLA?! even if it does have a Renoir print on it, thus making it awesomely cool, and you once saw a sturdy little old lady at QVB toting one and she was like the COOLEST OLD LADY EVER. At least i'm not one of those toffee-nosed sucker-douches who obtain $80 (BUT MADE IN CHINA) brollies from Oroton..haha i can say that cos those douches are actually my friends. At least i can say mine is from the Art Gallery...Gift Shop.
Also i bought a tv last week. No need at all, just fulfilling my procrastishopping needs.

Anyway you see, this first post has turned into one of those detested "i bought this shit today haha i'm a slave to consumerism" posts. Shit. I'd make a 'pot calling a kettle' joke but we all very well know that pots can't fucking TALK.

Ok so now this whole blog birthing process has made me super tired, going to go watch some Parks and Rec and start my catchup reading of the weekend papers. On a Monday. Cos i'm rebel yo.