I earned a degree in print journalism and all I got was this underinflated egoAug 102019
Hello. I don't know how you ended up at a squirrel-themed microblog, but I guess that's where you are in your life. My name is Paul Ryan and I'm a former columnist for The Reader. Sorry. I'm creating this non-exotic shitpost factory as a retro way to blow off some steam.
Why do a blog? Who's going to read a blog in 2020? Grizzly-faced alcoholics who used to be middle-class but now wear beanie hats and sleep by the pier? That's the audience I want. I'm pretty sure it's the audience I had at The Reader. Also, look at this amazing blog interface. Shit-tons of white space. Having that much room to breathe lowers my crippling anxiety from a seven straight down to a six.
Let's call this diary a microblog. That sounds hip and environmentally progressive. I'll post some juvenile observations. I'll brainstorm some new writing projects and publicly humiliate myself into finishing them. Then each of you will mail me $12,000 so I can build a treehouse mansion and sit, bathed in vantablack, drinking cucumber water served by a robot butler who also gently dusts my trendy Japanese toy collection. My cologne will smell amazing, but you'll hardly know it's there.