Russia is, in fact, a country

So the writer/narcissist/bored person in me decided to start a blog. I read blogs already, so I figured I may as well contribute to the meaningless, addictive, wonderful world that is The Blog. And it feels so good.

I guess my first entry will explain a bit about myself in case I meet any blog friends that want to know whether I am, say, female, and if so, is my ass juicy like a pear? Or, perhaps, whether or not I enjoy reading books, or eating giant burritos, or prank calling coworkers after a little bit of wine. The answer to all that is yes. Except maybe the juicy pear ass part. My ass is pretty small and unworthy of any fruity adjectives.

Anyway, I am in fact a girl, in my twenties, going to college and being an anti-social headcase. I'm kind of inappropriate and offensive, but mostly in a harmless, just-for-fun kind of way. Still, if you are easily offended, hate people who cuss, or if you can't hold an intelligent conversation, you should probably leave now. If there is anything you should know about me, it is that I really can't stand stupid people. I need to keep my limit of people missing most of their functioning brain cells to a minimum. Yeah, I think that's best for all of us. Otherwise you might find my bloody carcass sprawled out across the floor, my spirit looming above my dead body waiting to bitchslap the next person who says Russia is a continent.

I will probably just write about memories I have, or the awesome events that occur throughout my day, or maybe just thoughts waiting to escape my soul. You know, normal blog crap.

I'll add a few entries and you can decide if you like it or not.