Leggo my ego

Alright, I bit the bullet and started my own official blog.

Because clearly, I don’t have enough stuff online to distract me from work.

And it’s not like the internet does not already have a multiplicity of means for people to stalk me. (Hi, Gary).

The truth is that I have musings. That’s right, I muse. Mostly on the bus. I find my musings so amusing that I sometimes like to write them down… on post-it notes. Tons of little post-it notes with gems of wisdom and insight and hilarity.

So maybe it is procrastination, maybe it is ego, or maybe I just ran out of post-its. But here I am.

By the way, my ego truly is raging out of control. I now have recurring dreams that various people are stalking me and taking paparazzi style photographs of me. That can’t be healthy.