Sunday, June 14, 2009
Happy Birthday, Notes on Bar Napkins!
As if you need another reason to think that I am, in fact, a total retard, I have officially crossed the one-year threshold for blogging without even noticing. That's right: Notes on Bar Napkins is officially a year old. Well, technically, it's a year and two days old, but only ass-hats count days, so fuck that shit in the ear.
Anyways, one year, two days, 278 posts, six jobs, two heartbreaks, four porn scenes, thirty-eight followers, one high school diploma and two tattoos later, what have I learned? Well, I'm not really sure. I'm sure as hell not the same person I was a year ago, that's to be sure. I've grown a thicker skin, my brain has sharpened, yet on the inside I'm still soft, warm and gooey. Kinda like a Cadbury Cream Egg, only not delicious.
Well, for now, I'm just gonna keep on truckin'. Granted, I still have no idea what I'm doing, I currently have zero porn studios knocking at my door asking for a scene, and I'm still trying to mend my relationship with my family, but I'm gonna keep trying. Who knows? Maybe eventually I'll figure things out.