So, I have a decision here. The two roads in the yellow woods, in blog form.

I could transform every little thing that bothers me into a ten-paragraph rant.

Or, continue with my only slightly under-appreciated style of documenting unimportant experiences and paying tribute to prominent figure in entertainment only to be called 'gay'.

To be fair, I say a lot of gay things. A lot. But I know my friends arent stupid. You all understand the concept of irony. And people say I can't take a joke.

And let me tell you, I would LOVE to complain about the little insecurities and that dig themselves into my brain and eat it from the inside out. Well, no I wouldnt. I just think that sounds good, dont you?

I'm only slightly offended that I wasnt invited to the MALL. But why AM I so offended? It's very obvious it would throw off the Chad/Jared/Byron dynamic, and I'm not even going to be in town tomorrow.

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See, that's the kind of shit i'm talking about.