Does the World Really Need Another Blogger?

Sure, why not? In case the web isn't saturated enough with the thoughts and minutiae of everyone else.

I've compiled a list of my favorite things to do, and therefore all the forums where I'll come up w/ fascinating blog posts:

Read – everything from “real” books to trashy celeb updates
Eat – pretty much anything; fish tacos notwithstanding (the name grosses me out)
Drink – booze, duh
Dance/zumba – I’m a girl. It wouldn’t be a weekend w/out me wanting to tear it up w/ my besties.
Run/workout (love/hate relationship here) – I’ve always hated running, but it’s pretty much the only thing that keeps my eating and drinking in check. If I don’t make it to the gym or go for a run at least four times a week, I can forget about ever getting the motivation to go again.
Rant – I can complain with the best of them, and I typically don’t get tired of hearing other people complain; as long as their complaints mirror my own, of course.

Essentially, my likes provide the basis for a multi-million dollar industry: women’s magazines. I minored in journalism in college before realizing that creative writers have all the fun. Journalism is a boring no-nonsense approach to news; I happen to like nonsense. And voicing my opinion. Which, unfortunately, is also a bit taboo in journalism (“a bit” being a loose term, depending on where you like to get your news from). After being rejected from countless jobs at newspapers, magazines and publishing houses, I resigned myself to the real world a.k.a. gave up all my hopes and dreams and found a 9-5 job that I don’t hate, but doesn’t allow me the creativity I crave. This is that outlet.