The Ape has Landed...

So how did I get here?

A lil bit o'blogging history: 1. Avid Xanga user in the past. 2. I also have a secret Livejournal for my angriest rants. I always thought Blogspot was too prissy and largely uncustomizable for me. I haven't blogged in ANYWHERE in the longest time, however. So I decided to make a new one to celebrate just how much more exciting & highly eventful my life has gotten.

SO, I woke up late (1:30pm) today (but earlier than my last 2 days waking up at 6pm) and missed my Human Nutrition Review session. (It was kinda on purpose, so I could get 30 minutes extra zzz'z.) So I'm downloading tons of pirated Korean music when my friend CJEONG instant messages me and tells me to stop wasting my life when I tell him that I'm still rolling around in bed. I apologized to his highness for being such a lowlife who ISN'T at DC making a world of difference. Mr. Bitch Ass (MY bitch ass only, mind you) is interning at DC and working some way political shit (or it seems so; it could just be marketing made to look glorious since it's 27265 miles away). In any case, it's worlds away from what my unemployed lil ass doing in my little shorts and bed hair, petting a mean cat in an empty apartment in San Diego. So I tell him I'm thinking of going to Catholic church. He lists like 50 reasons why that is a bad idea. We debate for a bit, then end on neutral ground as we talk about zen and my grandpa. That's how it always is with me and my friends. Debating for kicks to feel intelligent and involved for some moments, then going back to our apathetic real selves. So it was back to bland, hehe-haha normal talk, and he shows me his relatively new blogspot, which inspired me to make one also. It's not like I have anything better to do (projects, midterm study, readings, find a job/internship, eat, clean the cat litter, have a cigarette, are just some of the things I DON'T need to do at this time.) All I'm concerned about at this moment is making the most of the rent I pay for this apartment every month: inhabiting my room.

That... was long and uninteresting. Sorry for making you weave through 50 lines of tangents to get to answering a simple question. (In case you forgot the point of this entry, it's how I got to Blogspot.) But yes, that is how I got here. BORING. Sorry! Think of this as a small formality in the world of blog; I swear I'm an interesting person. An intelligent ape.

I promise my entries will be more mind-boggling, utterly titliating, and motherfucking enlightening in the future.