Why am I here? Where is even HERE?

Where should I begin?

I mean, I guess let’s start at the very beginning.  I heard somewhere that’s a very good place to start (ba dum ching). But that would take forever, so let’s just start like, now.  I reserve the right to go back to the very beginning at some future date.

I’m a fat gay manchild in my mid-30’s realizing that, at this point and at this level of health, my life is probably definitely more than halfway over.  And I haven’t really done all that much yet.  Seriously, my 18-year-old self would definitely be throwing a crying tantrum if viewing a montage of my current life, over which most definitely would be playing a creepy slowed-down horror movie version of the Timbuk 3 hit aptly renamed  “My Future’s So Blight I’ve Gotta Wear a Hazmat Suit.” Definitely.

And I have three sisters who are also in their 30’s, and one of them is older than I am so there.  They are part of my life, and I am pretty sure I’m a fairly tangential part of their lives, but you know, that’s… life. Kids and boyfriends and husbands and jobs and shit. I don’t rank on the top of the to-do list, nor should I.

But this is getting kind of dark and weird, so let’s move on to something else.

Ummm, obviously I’m writing a blog. I’ve been sharing my thoughts with the world via social media, and people who haven’t unfollowed me seem to enjoy it.  And my sisters kept bugging me to start a blog, which could possibly be a way to get me to stop bothering them with all my thoughts and feelings and instead bother the empty void of the internet.

So really, the point of all this is: will YOU be my friend and/or pay attention to me?

And to further explain what this blog is about and the process by which I came to create it, I’ve included below the text of a chat I had with a friend in marketing when contemplating its creation:

And that’s it for now.  So, enjoy or something.


4 thoughts on “Why am I here? Where is even HERE?

  1. I wish I had the balls to blog like you. Maybe I do. I just need to be more anonymous or something because I work for a school district and I don’t want to be fired for nasty blog postings lol. BTW most men these days have more “tender vaginal feelings” than most women. Fucking fragile masculinity.

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    1. Yours are probably bigger than mine. And yeah, straight men are the worst.


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