My Coronation

Jun 07, 2003 00:04

Yes. Bow down. I am the king. Note my lack of enthusiasm. Okay, so I'm not REALLY being crowned, but this IS my first entry. That's kinda the same, I think. Even though I should be a king... Oh, I should explain this. Typically, when I do this: ... I do it like this: . . . But I got tired of the spaces making the second or third . go to a new line. It looks stupid, that way. So, now, it is simply: ... I'm a damn traitor.

Christ. A new paragraph is coming.

And, damnit, here it is! Like a bug, clinging to a stucco ceiling near the vents that connect the room below to the crappy air-conditioning system above. If YOU find a way to make that make sense, be sure to pat yourself on the back. I was just too full of it when I started this paragraph to NOT write that. Wanna know something else? There's nothing more here.

Here's this, now. This entry is not about anything. It's just to say that I'm really here. Now, read, you inferior person that will probably one day kill me and thus show the world that you are not inferior. I do know the word "superior." It just didn't seem as fun. I am Jeff. I'm going to let you all know that because I think that THAT IS fun. Hope you like it as much as I did. I'm a cynical bastard that will probably end up posting nothing but a thousand hateful complaints about the world. Or I'll tell fairy tales. I do that, too. Look, I like indirect characterization. It can be your job to figure me out. If Santa can do it, so can you, okay?
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