everything that glitters aint gold
and everyone that wanders is not lost.
lotta times i feel the urge to post some visuals/additional filler media up on my blog—art, fashion exemploria (i am 99.9% sure thats not a real word, but it serves as a 100% fair substitute for the word i wanted to use but cant think of rite now), awesome youtubes and such, but i rarely (if ever) do. you can owe my essential lack of content on this blog to the fact that… i just dont really give a fuck about anything, i hope to express that in the most positive sense of the expression.
not to say that i dont have a sincere appreciation for art, i guess i just dont have any desire to share it with anyone else. the shit is obviously already posted somewhere on the interwebz—safe for me to deem it unnecessary to publish something on here that im not responsible for creating.
moreover, there is just soo much eyegasm-inducing/opinion-inspiring content out there, and i frankly dont have the time to post every passing megapixel of watever randomly sparks my interest. im a simple person. i spend a lot of time thinking about the nature of existence and (unfortunately for the sake of my own popularity) less time catching up on all the cool shit. in effect, i just dont have a sufficiently informed mental bank of “underground” or “popular” culture. many of my friends have called me an eccentric, but i wonder if thats the appropriate description for someone like me? i guess i have a wide range of tastes, but they’re wildly unpopular, and i usually stick to the surface of it. i just dont know these things. as for my own creations, i prefer to keep those privatized to the confines of my home and maybe for the eyes of a select few friends. period.
so mad props to the variety of blogs i visit that take the careful time and effort into that extra html work that so often entertains and catches me up on all that im missing. i know theres a reason why i probably do not have any (and admittedly dont have any desire in accumulating) regular readers. i do like to write though. and typing allows a much faster flow for my thoughts wen my hand’s too lazy to jot it down in my real-people diary. soooo…… thats that.
