Well, what do you know--I've got a livejournal. I never, ever thought I'd have one in the first place, considering that I found the whole idea to be downright silly. Honestly, now--no one is actually deluding themselves into thinking that anybody CARES about what happens in their regular day to day lives, do they? I certainly don't give a flying shite about what you ate for breakfast and who broke up with you that week.
And yet, here I am, with a livejournal. Posting to the blasted thing, no less. Unlike most, however, I'm not going to relay what happened in my daily life, since, as I said before, nobody cares. I'll most likely be posting whatever bit of randomness happens to appear in my mind in the day. Maybe, just maybe, I'll actually put down a thought or two, or even how I feel. This is the way my brain works. Like it, or get out of here (assuming anyone is reading this, which I highly doubt anybody will).
So, why do I have this livejournal? The answer, ultimately, is simple: I'm one contrary little git, and I'm a sucker for irony.
There you go, my dears. That's me in a nutcase. And no, that's not an accidental word use. I meant that.