On Wishing I Could Delete Previous Posts

Inspired by the authors whose blogs I stalk, I have returned to this page with the resolution that I will write things worth reading, gain a following, and springboard spectacularly into the world of published cult authors.
This is my resolution. I would also be satisfied with a blog that doesn't embarrass me. My hopes for either of these things becoming reality are slim. But down, cynicism, down! Maybe it's just the natural result of listening to Emilie Autumn.
So, to re-begin: An introduction to my college situation. I've a roommate who dislikes me because I'm apparently too Atheist for her, loud suite-mates (those are the people we share a bathroom with) whose favourite activities include bringing the Drunken Clown Parade through their room at 2 in the morning and leaving passive-aggressive post-it notes on the bathroom mirror, and an Intro to Lit professor who loves nothing more than the sound of his own voice.

Off to eat lunch while reviewing my hit list. Coulter, check...Beck, check...O'Reilly...Gibson...

Over.
Yours &c,
E. A. Weatherfield