remember a few days ago, i was talking about tattoos? well let me tell you a new story. it’s the story about the third bit of trouble i remember causing myself by keeping a weblog. it goes like this: after class the girl from the story asks me if i’m brian. i say yes because, hey, why wouldn’t i? she says, “if you wanted to know about my tattoo you could have asked me, you know…” and the awkward conversation trails off as i am unprepared to face this random overlap of realities. i didn’t even have the presence of mind to actually ask her to explain it to me (in which case i could have easily been proven wrong, i don’t doubt), because i was just shocked.

but the lesson here is to never underestimate your influence in the world. sure, it’s just a little website. but people watch. people listen. people know…

i won’t share her name because that’d be impolite, but if she happens to be reached again, umm, sorry?

and to whoever leaked…way to go, you made me look like a jerk.

i think i might be one though. but would a jerk really be as into adult swim as i am? i was watching home movies just now and laughing up a storm. can someone who likes cartoons as much as me be all bad, really? oh, i also like puppies too. preferably with bows on them.

[now hearing this: spoon.]