the end, except not really.

Maybe it's pretty apparent, but I've lost interest in this little project of mine. Turns out that, while I'm by no means an optimist, I'm not nearly jaded or violently angry enough to update on the reg. So, I'm moving on.

DANCE COMA!

This is my new piece of internet real estate. I like to think of it as graduating into grown-up blogging. Of course, Dance Coma! consists of some bitching, but also music and dudes I would bang! So, like, I'm showcasing my varied interests, right? I'm just really well-rounded, and I want you all to know that.

Let's plan an online house-warming party for my new digs. Friday night? Just get comfy with your laptop and a bottle of wine, turn out the lights, and I'll post a couple of songs I like and a bunch of Joseph-Gordon Levitt pics I saved into the ol' spank bank. We can Skype that shit or something. Dress inappropriately.

For real, though. Did you guys fucking see Joe in Inception? SHIIIIIIT. Boy can wear three piece suits FOR DAYS.