yeah, so i'm a twenty-something

this whole thing makes me feel like i must move out of my parents' house or i will implode. i'm already growing restless as each day goes by... the mere idea of throwing logic to the wind and taking up residence with a bunch of random acquaintances is very appealing. on the other hand, living vicariously through this little blog is probably just what i need to release a little pressure... so i don't, like, kill my family with all the dirty butter knives they have strewn about.

btw, it always amuses me that Blogger's spellchecker doesn't know the word "blog."