|Surprise, surprise... IT ISN'T ME.|
Tadaa! Here I am. Blogging!
Of course, secretly (or not-so-secretly, since I just admitted it) this is beginning as a way to deal with stress a la Watson's blog from the popular BBC series Sherlock.
|I love that thing!|
So, why am I stressed? I may as well tell you (why not? <sarcasm>It's not like the internet will just me<sarcasm>). Lately, my family has made arguing into an art. Well, I say art - what I really mean is art in the way that a post-modernist toilet is art.
|Soooooo not art.|
My father and my brother have been arguing for months. Ever since my brother finished his GCSEs and bought StarCraft, they've been, metaphorically, trying to kill each other. With words, I mean. My brother likes games and is a follower of this thing he calls 'e-sport' (to you and I, that means competitive gaming) and this causes trouble when my brother refuses to do anything but play this game; my dad doesn't like that and then... then it goes to hell.
|I was always more of a Warcaft III person myself. FOR THE HORDE!|
I don't even know what I'm doing. I am likely to regret this later.
So, it was either write this blog or go to a friends house - I'm short of friends though. The one friend I have a number for is busy, the other - on twitter - doesn't know how to react (I don't blame her) and the rest... How can I justify disturbing them? They don't know me that well or they have their own problems.
Fuck, this is long already.
IntroGeek isn't 'introduction to the geek' - it's a portmanteau of the words 'introvert' and 'geek'.