I realized I write some pretty weird/off-putting junk in this blog. And I have the feeling that if I don't keep mindful of the nature of the internet, one of these days I'll end up writing something about how bitter/depressed I am about something (when I'm really not, but I just like to complain to the abyss (a.k.a. this pointless blog)) and like, my grandmom will comment and say something like "Cheer up, Bradley, your Grandmom loves you. If you're really feeling that down why don't you come over, I've got some fresh-baked cookies."
...and somehow that's the last thing I want to happen. It would be embarrassing... But it's not like it happened in front of anyone. Can I be embarrassed about something that no-one else even witnessed? Weird thought...
I don't think anybody reads this thing -least of all my grandmom- but, just in case; Hi Grandmom!
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