And I wish I could write you a love song, But I cant so I wrote you this blog post instead

Today was a good day. A very good day indeed, and it is those really really good days that make me feel okay about putting my thesis work off a little longer, because I would hate to miss a day like today. We went to the skate park and drove like crazy people and yelled compliments at random strangers and just hung out. All kinds of amazing fun.

Alas, that cannot last, because this thesis work wont let me put it off much longer. In my defence today wasnt a good writing day so i wouldnt have achieved anything anyways.

In other news, my blog isnt anonymous anymore. I dont know how I feel about that, because on one hand its kinda cool that people are reading it but on the other hand I know I wont say anything honest anymore. Can't be honest if you know people who know you irl are reading it, its hard enough being honest when no one is reading it. Honesty is hard.

So, in light of this, let us move on to todays main topic:
Why Iron Man is better in every conceivable way than Batman.
Lets start with the name, shall we? Iron Man instantly instills the impression of strength and power into those who hear the name. Iron is strong and stable and bad ass, while Batman is named after a flying mamal thats primary function is 'eat' and 'shit'. Fearful? No. So name wise, Iron Man wins this round.

Secret identity wise, Tony Stark doesnt even bother trying to hide who he is. He just comes right out and goes, yeah bitches, Im Iron Man, what of it? While Batman goes to extream lengths to remain anonymous. I suppose it could be said that Batman is just more concerned that those close to him may suffer if his true identity were revealed, but come on now, hes an orphan whos closest friend is his butler... Besides, Iron Man is so badass that he just kicks the shit out of anyone who messes with the people he cares about. He even goes so far as to give his girlfriend a suit, which not only keeps her safe but also empowers her and involves her more in his daily life. What a sweet and caring guy.

Personality is a no brainer, who do you want to hang out with? The outrageous life of the party who loves shouting people drinks in his amazing mansion with his high tech EVERYTHING, or the social recluse who sounds like and angry emo 90% of the time. Yeah, no one likes emos, even rich ones.


Lastly, Iron Man is HOT and Batman wears bat ears. Thats why Iron Man is amazing and Batman can suck it. I guess I just like Marvel better than DC though, except Spidey. He sucks too.

A tangled web of bodily fluids

Lets all take a moment to visualise that...yeah...gross.

Now we all feel somewhat ill, lets move on. Todays post is about the generally inbred status of my friendship group. You see, my friends are somewhat retarded and as such EVERYONE HOOKS UP WITH EVERYONE ELSE. Im no exception to the rule, not by a long stretch, but i do find it fascinating. I kind of have this obsession with knowing everything about everyone ever, and its not even like i use the information for evil, i just like the subtle power that comes with knowing things that other people dont. This makes me a pretty good person to trust, because chances are good that i wont ever tell anyone anything and hell, everyone likes sharing. Yet i wonder exactly how much goes on that i dont know about. I know there is a lot of stuff that most of my friends dont know about me so surely they all have their secrets too or maybe im just a particularly secretive person. Either way, I watch them so damn closely, always keeping an eye out for a clue to how they feel or what they think or whats going on between everyone because I just love knowing.

That paragraph got long so I abandoned it like a mother whos child is born a ginger and adopted a shiney new more appropriatly coloured one. My thoughts are a little scattery at the moment and for this i somewhat appologise. So it was my birthday the other week, and quite the event it was. Since then I have decided that 23 is going to be my year, and nothing at all is going to stop me from enjoying it to its fullest.

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And yes, it will be at least 18 kinds of amazing. ALL OF THE AMAZING. It will begin with the procurement of a real live job. It will be green and I will love it and feed it and name it Jake and it will fund my growing addiction to shoes, expensive office fashion and movie replicas. And Jake and I will love each other untill I get sick of waking up early and being stuck inside all day when I want to be at the beach and will potentially lose my shit and just bolt in the night to QLD. Then Jake and my relationship will be broken and ruined and full of pain and regret...What was I saying? Oh, right. All of the amazing. BUT FIRST! i have to finish this stupid thesis, and then there will be a month of video games and beaches and happiness and colour change!

Exciting, no? yeah. You know you care...secretly. In other news, I know my housemate will read this later so hi nerd and also could to please never impersonate Sean Connery Pingu ever again? Also STOP LOOK AT ME SWAN!!!!

Yeah, im bored of writing this now. The important this is I am awesome.

LOVE YOU, INTERNETS!

P.S - Im too cool to capitalise all of the 'i's but not cool enough that I dont feel the pressure to capitalise some of them.