February 21, 2009

Who is this wordy genius?

Paranoia loves company. So, won’t you join me?

I was born an innocent and trusting child. But somewhere, someone popped my glittery pink balloon and that crap got all messed up. As a teen, I possessed an unrivaled hatred for English class; but later on, I would discover writing to be the great passion of my life. It was an ironic twist not even Columbo himself could have predicted.

Currently, I am a stay at home, non-showered writer, aspiring neurosurgeon and photographer. I say aspiring because I would really like to be one but have neither the intelligence nor the patience for such an endeavor.

I have always believed in getting to the point. So besides the fact that I am Angela Lansbury’s hotter, younger sister, all you really need to know is that ESSENCE magazine is in unrequited love with me, as evidenced by the subscription I never ordered, but they refuse to cancel. Maybe it’s nothing more than a cry for help. There’s no way of knowing. But it’s something I have to be up front with you about. Also, my dad scammed me into raising sheep as a small child, and it’s left me with a great amount of emotional baggage – the kind that I use to blame almost all of my issues on.

Throughout my twenties, as I watched all of my friends settle down into a stable family life, I found myself tangled up in a myriad of scenarios with Mr-Not-Even-Good-Enough-For-Right-Nows: cross-continental dating, internet romance, forbidden office love, broken engagements, hidden addictions and the list goes on. In 2009, I founded the Blunt Delivery, where I chronicle love quandaries, mistakes and lessons learned in hopes of helping others to see the humor in this ridiculous, but necessary part of life. Somewhere over the rainbow, I started writing a column for The College Crush, and am now on board as an editor and partner. I also help to oversee the Photography section of Twenties Hacker, and you should check it out if you know what’s good for you.

Although I have successfully avoided crossing over that shaky bridge laden with overpriced weddings and screaming babies, I have still acquired a strong appreciation for sweatpants. You should also probably know that I’m in the pessimism recovery program. On a side note, it has taken me until this year to finally realize that there is only one “t” in commitment.

My biggest fears are mayonnaise and Neil Diamond.

If you’re new here and you give a crap, you should get acquainted with Blunt Delivery and the inspiration behind this blog. I know. It’s odd that there would be inspiration behind a very non-inspiring blog, eh?

Here’s a few posts to get you kick started on your new, wonderful addiction:

Introspective & deep:

Oh, and my nail polish is always chipping. It’s super attractive.