Friday, July 8, 2011

100 Questions

This is not going to be one of those epic Myspace surveys where you answer endless, stupid questions about yourself, I promise. I have a deck of 100 cards with questions on them, they seem like a ready-made way to get used to blogging, since I'm obviously shit at it. Ideally, I will answer one of these questions every day for 100 days. Realistically, it'll be more like every few days until I get fed up with the questions and just start mocking them. Either way, here we go.

Question 1: Are you related to anyone famous?


No. 


This seems to be a really cool, interesting question if you are related to someone famous, but kind of a letdown if you aren't. The only thing remotely famous, or rather infamous, is that some great-great-great uncle of mine wrote a "historical account" of the Civil War that was published. I've read a little of the copy my grandmother owned and it's terribly racist and probably seriously embellished.


Hopefully these will get longer and more interesting as we go along, we'll see.


Quote of the Day: "In the future everyone will be famous for 15 minutes." -Andy Warhol

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

I Don't Need Attitude.

Okay, so I've written about three of these introductions and have deleted them all.

I'm terrible at first impressions. So I'm going to just jump in headfirst and see where I end up, alright?

Things You Might Need To Know About Me:

  • I'm an almost-21 girl from western Kentucky. 
  • I work as a cashier in a convenience store. 
  • I have an older brother and several step-siblings.
  • There's a corner of my bedroom completely devoted to books. The stacks have officially reached waist-high. I will quote from these books often.
  • I'm sarcastic to the point that it borders on viciousness.
  • I curse like a sailor in person.
  • I make no promises to be deep or serious. I will try to be entertaining though.
Song of the moment: "Some Fantastic" -Barenaked Ladies
Quote of the moment: "This is the way the world ends, not with a bang, but a whimper." -T.S. Eliot