Monday, July 19, 2010

Confession #1

I hate introductions.

Strangely enough, I love meeting people. I hate asking someone to explain themselves in a sentence or two, because it's quite obvious that we're much more meaningful than a sentence. And, usually, people are a bit . . . skewed in their perception of themselves, so their two sentences are crap anyway. Mostly, I just like getting to know a person bit by bit, so I can form my own perceptions of them.

So I guess this means that for now, you're just going to have to know what little I've told you about myself, without knowing what I'm good at or what I'd name my autobiography. Consider this the toe of my existence. Maybe only the pinky one. The rest you can become experts on later.

Oh, but I guess I should say this much: I'm London. And this is my blog.

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