So here's an update.

Okay, so. Shit, I don't even know how to start these things. It's okay, though; I don't expect anyone to read this, ever. Well, here's a blog.

I'm talking to this Ugly Cannibal guy right now, and he suggested talking about what I did today. It was pretty bad, actually. I got a shitty haircut, (bitches love it, I guess. And if they don't, I suppose they are entitled to an opinion.), I put up some shitty lights, and I ate some shitty cookie-cake.

Okay, so some other stuff: I'm in the midst of reading two different books right now; both are pretty good. The first one, Apathy and Paying Rent (The first half of which can be found here) by a guy named Zach VandeZande. He's a pretty savvy internet character, as he formerly wrote and drew the webcomic, "Animals Have Problems Too". The book itself is sort of "What if James Joyce and Kurt Vonnegut stared in a Buddy Cop movie?" VandeZande shares a strange sort of relationship with his protagonist, Jake; He seems undecided as to how much control to exert over his creations. One moment, VandeZande is the innocent observer who simply watches events unfold, and the next he is conversing with the reader, claiming that everything Jake does is only the will of whomever is holding the pen. It's all very strange. I think VandeZande describes it best himself, when he says it is either pure genius, or completely stupid. Oh, I didn't tell you the best part; it is a metaphorical mixtape! Each chapter is a different song, and they even provide the tape for free! (Again, check out the Website.)

The second book I am reading is On the Road, by Jack Kerouac, and I would be doing you and Mr. Kerouac a disservice by even beginning to soil this book on a blog. Get 10 dollars, go to the bookstore, and buy the Scroll Edition. You may send your thank you gifts to me via FedEx.

That sums it up for today's "Venting Useless Information".
Who am I even talking to?

I haven't the foggiest.