I promise I'll be good...

Let it be known that I have an addictive personality. No, not in a sense that once you meet me, you can't get enough of me. (Though I'd like to believe that's true to a point) I mean that once I find something new to enjoy, I get very quickly and very easily hooked. Cinnamon Sugar Mochas? Thanks, Jittery Joes. I now have to include a weekly coffee allowance in my budget because I can't make it without my caffeine. Harry Potter? JK, now I can't help but mutter "accio" under my breath and attempt to summon the remote when I'm too lazy to lean forward 2 feet to pick it up. Twilight? Oh, dear God, I didn't even have a chance.

I even hated Twitter to begin with, and now I'm totally that girl that feels the need to tweet when I stub my toe or even (God forbid) decide to "sit...on the...patio..."

So, new thing. Let's try blogging!

I re-read some old xanga posts this week (No, really...one day I'll post about a typical day at work for me, and you will feel my pain and boredom.) "Blogging" for me used to be "and then I did this, and then I hung out with so-and-so,and then this funny thing happened, OMG, BFF, LOL, etc etc"

Not to pull the whole "post-adolescent idealistic phase" holier-than-thou bit, but seriously- Present-Me got really annoyed with Past-Me. And I'm allowed to be holier than my younger self, I've experienced more life and earned the right.

Not that I necessarily know more than that giggly girl (Cuz, let's face it, I'm almost 24 and in graduate school but still listening to my New Moon audio books on my iPod)...but I do feel like I've at least grown up a BIT since my last xanga post (which I think had something to do with watching America's Next Top Model in Snelling? Ugh)

So, in this new attempt at blogging, I can update people on my life but hopefully in a more interesting and less "look at all the cool people I get to hang out with and maybe you might think I'm cooler because of it" kind of way.

And seriously, sometimes (just sometimes), my musings can actually be amusing.