Today is the first day of the rest of my life.
Or at least the first day that I've decided my life would be better served if I joined a cult. That cult, friends, is not a cult but a community--or better yet, kommunity (see, it's different because it's spelled with a "k" as opposed to a "c"). I feel it's my duty to study and record the events that will (and/or "shall") transpire on my quest through this "kommunity" because (honestly?) I have no tangible life to speak of outside of this kult. <--that's ironic, because it's spelled with a "k"...get it?
So, this is the first day of the rest of my (now purposeful) life.
And I'm bored (and pretentious) and hopefully one day will be slapped in the face by an unapologetic Teenaged Mutant Asian Baby.
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