So I realized I haven’t written anything since Lucy evolved and I was talking with my friend about how she needed to start a blog because she is absolutely in love with nutrition. Like, this girl breathes health. This got to me to thinking. What am I writing about? Nooooothing. Of course. My life is boring as it is. I don’t have a cool major…well that is lie. My major is neurobiology. To me, that’s kinda bad ass. It will fuel my already suffocating habit of psychoanalyzing people and answering the question with no answer…”why?”. But anyways, blogs. To me they are an excuse for people to have a diary and for people to give a damn about it. I mean isn’t that the whole idea? Like facebook. Why do I need to know that you are having a good day? I really do not care. Like do I really care who you are if you are of a different graduating class of my high school of which I already graduated? But then I think about it. I do care. I care because it helps the obsession of constantly comparing your life and your potential with that of others. You also want to know whether your friends are screwing up or not and if you can laugh at them, in private of course. So yes, that is my little blurb that no one will read. Like no one. Hello interwebs…yeah…complete silence. Well that is okay.
Peace, Love, and Organics