Hullo, blogosphere! I have avoided you for so long, and yet I find myself here again. Once upon a time, I was an adolescent raised on LJ, and hopefully now that I'm into my second decade, I am prepared to take on a real blog. As in I will actually update. Which is exciting, right?
To start off, I will be entirely honest with you: I am procrastinating horribly right now. However easy it might be to chuck out 140-characters on my Twitter, it is somehow infinitely more difficult for me to write this essay on Christopher Marlowe's Doctor Faustus. Which is silly, really, because I have most of my ideas sorted out. My introduction and conclusion are even coherent, for once, rather than intellectual mumbo jumbo.
But let's start at the very beginning: who the hell am I? My name is Sam, and I will be your guide through my interpretation of this bizarre but charming world. You can expect a lot of rants on literature (comics and graphic novels included!), film (particularly animation), music, language, theatre, programming, tea, and anything that could be described as geekery or nerdery. And let me tell you, we will have one wild ride. Promise. So sit back, and enjoy the show. That's all, folks! Your darling,
P.S.: Woman who never uses her blog but took my first choice for this account: I am very displeased in your general direction.