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pardon my dust. i'm turning it into glitter.

Hi, I'm Chris. If you subscribe to the MBTI, I'm an INFJ. I put myself through school for a seemingly useless English/Creative Writing degree, but writing is my passion and that's what I want to do when I grow up. Still figuring out what comes next, and pretty much everything else, so I'm feeling kinda adventurous. And yes, that's exactly how my OkCupid profile starts out. Why mess with a good thing, eh?

The site's a work in progress. I'll be adding content over time, and hopefully eventually it'll evolve into something halfway interesting. I'm glad you're still reading, though. Usually by this point I have to show a little skin to keep 'em interested.

happy new year!

       i think i'm giving up on the other blog. i'm so over it i'm not even going to bother turning that into a link. currently working on my tenth year on xanga and no matter how many other blogs i start (so many) i keep coming back here, even if infrequently. capital letters are overrated. and writing is so much work. here it's all natural, effortless, stream of consciousness. i barely edit. and i can ramble. it doesn't even matter if anyone reads it. it's not really for anyone else anyway, and that, i think, has been the key to my longevity here.

       so the holidays. those were fun. happy days. speaking of which, i saw "mrs. c" in some terrible play that my parents took me to at a place that attracts old has been actors to perform in a dinner-theater environment (buffet, of course) for people who think such things make them cultured. i may have had a better opinion of it had the writing not been as bland as the steamed broccoli. i think i saw another gay person there, though. i couldn't be sure. but yes, i went home, which was immediately a marked improvement over last year's christmas spent alone. i was glad to be there (home, i mean). i didn't get to see nearly as many people as i'd hoped, but the family time was nice. it felt short, but it was designed to be, and i was feeling slightly homesick for my couch and kitten. speaking of couch... well, i'll get to that in a bit.

       new year's was kind of awesome. it had been a while since i'd attended a proper new year's party, but fortunately my kinda boyfriend is good at throwing such things. it was also the first time i ever had a real kiss on nye, which is a little sad, but i suppose it was also nice to have one of those too-rare "first time experiences". anyway, i got properly sloshed and went to bed somewhere around 6am. and i'm really hoping those videos don't turn up on facebook or youtube.

       i still haven't decided whether i'll do any resolutions this year. i only vaguely outlined some in 2012 (in mid-february, too) but i guess now i only have to feel vaguely guilty about not keeping any of them. except in 2011 i had a proper list and kinda nailed it. perhaps that was me making a decision just then. dammit. now i have to write resolutions. i'll do them later. right now it's bed time.

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