tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-79068492012-02-16T05:05:42.596-08:00Case Crumhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08271774219768307294noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7906849.post-1098416930260225472004-10-21T20:33:00.000-07:002004-10-23T20:39:34.673-07:00<span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Today I realized that I need another space besides my LiveJournal. Somewhere that I could explain myself. Without the massive amounts of rumor/gossip-age. Of course, this thought hit me right in the middle of </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" >Veronica Mars</span><span style="font-family:georgia;">. Talk about your irony. </span> <br /> <br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">So,yeah. Aren't uncomfortable silences just the funnest?</span> <br /> <br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">I have this bad habit of cutting my losses,burning my bridges, talking in cliched metaphores.</span> <br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">I ramble. I do that alot. But if you're reading this,than ya probably already know that. This is going to be the space where I attempt to explain myself. No,that's not quite right. Screw it. My bad-ass persona of the ironic snarky one is shot to hell anyway. </span> <br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Alright. Questions? Comments? Personal attacks? Marriage proposals? </span> <br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7906849-109841693026022547?l=casecrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Case Crumhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08271774219768307294noreply@blogger.com0