Poor Man's Blog, Rich Man's Comedy

Why hello there mate. This is the blog of a tempest in a teapot.


Simply put, you probably don't care. Even more simply put, I probably wouldn't care either. And that's fair enough, apathy is not something to apologize for. But I figure why not rant and rave for those willing to read, or for those who are looking for someone to laugh at. This'll eventually get funny, but I figure I'll get the about me's and all that jazz in before I begin a tirade of nonsensical waste.


So I don't believe that we've been properly introduced. I am sir Daniel Alexander Xavier Sullivan I. You can call me Danny. At the age of sixteen, I live mostly reserved to my own thoughts. Although to the common and untrained eye, I may appear entirely embarrassing and stupid, I am (contrary to what my expansive vocabulary and talent in literature might suggest). I think. A few of my personal favorite pastimes and hobbies include sleeping, eating, guitaro, sleeping, poking things, laughing at myself (*note* I find myself absolutely hilarious), lacrosse, the occasional video game, attempting to write music (*another note* which I can honestly say I have improved at. If you haven't seen or heard any of my music for a while, you may be surprised), and just thinking. I like dark rooms with many a corner, sunsets (fuck you.)(i'm sorry, that was mean), doing well in school, and researching random stuff, among many other things. Learning is something that I am a firm believer in. And I don't mean school education. Fuck formalized education, go to school so you can get a good job. I mean real learning. Mark Twain once said something along the lines of, "I will never let schooling get in the way of my education." Don't be an idiot, become someone.


If I am coming off a tad harsh, it is because I figure I might as well get the tough areas out of the way so that it's not a surprise later on. The honest truth is I'm not the least bit like what I just wrote, except for on a very few subjects.


Now, a belief I hold dear is that people expect too much and understand too little. We all think we know stuff, when I could prove to you that no one actually knows anything. We live in a world of our own creation. Be kind, polite, and realize that you must sacrifice, and you'll be okay I think. Sleep. Sleep is something many people can do quite easily. Sleep is my favorite thing to do, because it is the only time in which I can truly dream, and if nothing else, we can live to dream. I have an extremely hard time sleeping, and it is utterly ironic. Sleep is a reason to both live and die. Remember that. The one place we can always retreat to, always take refuge is deep in the back of our minds, deep in bottom of our hearts.


Okie doke, all done with the serious stuff. I'm sure there's plenty I forgot, but oh well. And sorry about all the fancy talk and such, but I figured I'd try to be impressive. So anyway, every morning I check this site Cyanide and Happiness. Go to the comics, it's hilarious.


That's about enough for now, I'll get back sometime soon with something a bit more interesting. For now, I'm peacin.

Sincerely,
Danny