Tales of a Secret Rockstar

So since having this blog site I've made a discovery. I've realized that I am almost completely internet illiterate. In some ways I'm quite alright with this. I know some people who have a disturbing amount of knowledge of html, and all they use it for is Christian chatlines. That's scary. I tried to learn a little bit though for the sake of this site, but I didn't get very far. Html is probably simple, but right now it looks like Hebrew to me, and really it's entirely irrelevant how much I know of it, because I'll rarely use it. Much like Hebrew.

I've also realized how movie illiterate I am. Alot of my friends talk about these movies all the time, and they know all the names of the actors and stuff, and then I say something like, "You know . . . I really enjoyed 'What a Girl Wants'. It was cute." Then I get this look of absolute shock from the crowd, which I kind of enjoy. It's like when I tell people I like Amanda Marshall. I can't say I loved "What a Girl Wants," but it was cute. Which I already just said. But yeah, I didn't even know who Selma Hayek was, or that she was georgeous. But apparently that's common knowledge. I guess I won't tell people that I really like Molly Parker. Mostly because of her many freckles.

I'm going to try that thing where I say what music I'm listening to, just in case anybody cares.
currently: Josh Kelly - For the Ride Home, and REM - Best of album.