I really have absolutely no qualms about talking about myself, but I'm kind of lazy, so it's taken me a while to bother with an intro post. I'm
sure you all were dying of anticipation.
[MC factoid #1: I have a very strong "look at me!!
" drive. I like to think I have an audience, even though the logical part of my mind
realizes I'm no more interesting than a million other people out there.]
anyway, I'm 21, from Detroit, MI [MC factoid #2: I like to point out that I actually grew up in Detroit itself, not one of the suburbs. it makes not
one whit of difference to anyone but me.] and attend Michigan State University. I was supposed to graduate last month, but due to a bad semester and
some scheduling snafus, I'm graduating in December instead. I'm a telecommunications major, computer geek, sorority girl, movie buff, conspiracy
theorist and just general weirdo. [MC factoid #3: sing it with me: "one of these things is not like the other..."]
lately I've been defining myself by my bad habits, for whatever reason. I smoke (but only lights, because I tell myself it's not really smoking), I
drink (booze doesn't have calories that count), I watch too much TV (but watching equal amounts of Discovery Channel and E! cancel each other out,
right?) and spend tons of time on the computer (that ruining your eyes thing was only an old wives tale, right?). [MC Factoid #4: denial is not just a
river in Egypt.]
I recently moved home for the first summer in a few years, and my life has become a demented sitcom. [MC Factoid #5: most families are insane, but
mine excels at it.]
I spent last summer in the UK, primarily London, and I consider it one of the defining experiences of my rather uninteresting life so far. I tend to
preface stories with "when I was in London..." [MC Factoid #6: I know everyone's heard them before. I don't care.] it's also where my moniker
comes from; MorningtonCrescent is a tube stop as well as the name of a game played on the BBC radio show "Sorry, I Haven't a Clue".
I'm going to stop, because no one's going to read this far. if you actually did, I owe you a cookie