"Your childish head grows heavy..."

It took me a little while to figure out how I was going to use this blog. Blogs in the past, for me, have never been anonymous and have mostly contained childish whining about the sad state of my life. This one is going to be different. At least, I'm going to try.

I've decided that this is going to be my personal PostSecret. I'm going to try not to whine. My life is good. I'm just dealing with a current sense of ennui that I haven't felt since high school. It's a little scary, but my hopes for this blog is that it will be an outlet that will aid me in "fixing" whatever is wrong. And if I'm really lucky, maybe it will help someone else too.

(1) The photograph is from ICanHasCheezburger.com. It is one of my favorite sites of all time. I don't laugh as much as I used to. This makes me laugh.

(2) I get bothered when I realize that my secrets aren't Special or Unique. But somehow, I'm okay with it if you feel the Same Way.

(3) I will always be fat. And it makes me very sad. I don't know how to fix myself.

(4) I bang my heels when I walk... just like my grandfather. I think I'm and alcoholic... just like him too.

(5) I am too short to be beautiful. Ever.

(6) Because you won't lose the weight, I'm scared of you becoming handicapped like your mother. Mostly, I'm scared that I will become your father. I don't think I can marry you. But I sure have a lot of room to talk, don't I?