Geez I suck at this whole blogging thing. It's probably because I'm supposed to be writing about my thoughts and opinions. I already know those so I don't feel the need to put them into words; I've got them stored safely in my mind. But I'll try harder from now on; I'll post obnoxiously frequently and write about the most random daily activities.
     I think I'm also not too keen on this whole blogging business because I don't want to share the intricate details of my life, no offense. Those are reserved for close friends and whomever I deem worthy. Not that I think I'm all that and a bag of chips and you're chopped liver, it's just that I don't know you all that well.
     One thing I'm really bad at is transitions. Pretend I just made some sort of clever transition between that last paragraph and Rise Against. How 'bout this: You know who I would trust my innermost thoughts to? Tim McIlrath.
     Who is Tim McIlrath you say? Just the lead singer of Rise Against and also, he has the voice of an angel. We talked about how much of an age difference is acceptable and how old is too old in class on Monday. I don't have an exact age that I'd say is too old, but I'll say this: Tim McIlrath isn't it. I don't think he'll ever be. It's the Tim Xception. Because the man is thirty-something, married, and has small children, and he still sounds ungodly good on the album he put out last year. 33. He's 33 and still a punk rock star. Go listen to the song "Satellite" and tell me that the singer sounds old or not awesome. You can't do it. Well you can't without lying.
     See, blogging is bad. It just outs me as a Tim McIlrath fangirl. I'm going to seem like a total crazy by the time this blogging assignment is over.