(chalk this up to a terribly slow day at work)

They call me Charles, which works out quite nicely considering that I call myself Charles. Cuts down on the confusion. Sure, you can call me Charlie. I’d rather you didn’t call me Chuck. Charlito = bueno. Nerd = fairly accurate.

This blog started as an easy way to document my trip to Italy for the folks back home. But, as has happened before, I got sucked into blogging. And texting. Not at the same time, but both events did in fact occur.

So now it’s you average blog, I suppose. Not overtly political, not overtly anything, really. Mostly it’s a journal. Online. I guess you could call it a blog. Hey, that’s catchy.

 Somedays I get quite into the whole typing thing. Preapologies for anyone who sits through a full ramble. Other days I might just put a few sentences. I have blog-ADD. I’m still not quite sure how it all works. I’m in blog-ED. Something deep inside me keeps me going. I call it my blog-ID. Basically, I’m just a little blog-ODD.

I make all kinds of dumb jokes. Get used to it. It’s my personality, ha HA!

I try to keep the nerdiness to a minimum. I probably won’t post about my Halo 3 excursions. Keep in mind, I said probably.

I consider myslef a bit of a poet. Which is complicated, considering my Visual Arts type major. I’ve posted up on deviantART.com, which is a great little diddy for artists of all kinds. skerd22.deviantart.com, if you’re piqued.

I have a particular aversion to MySpace. Facebook is nearly Myspace these days, so I may drop off the face of the internet earth someday. Because that would be terrible…

I’m a fan of music, and eccentricly so. Basically, I try not to rule anything out too quickly. Except country. And music that feels the need to pump expletives into my ear canals.

I remember stuff. Like…most of movies, for instance. I’m a quoter. Scrubs ahoy.

Speaking of Scrubs, Scrubs is awesome. Basically…

…this way to Scorpion King. See? Tolja.

I type phonetically sometimes, probably to the dismay of my readers. Sometimes, a word’s just too megafrikinawesome to say without some sort of accent. And since this isn’t a video blog…

I have mallophobia. The fear of malls. Honestly. I’ve never really been a shopper. I have to know what I want ahead of time.  Spur of the moment purchases usually don’t happen. I’m pretty good at thinking through things…most of the time.

What would an about me page be without a little about her? Jessica is, actually, directly responsible for my WordPress presence. Otherwise, I might be on…Xanga…(shudder). I was, once. But I never really liked Xanga, for some reason. Thank you Jess, for being awesome. Ness.

Jessica and I met in Italy, and had never even seen each other before that, even though we were taking the same courses for the first two years of college. Odd, yes? Through a series of unfortunate events, coupled with a series of fantastic ones, we ended up discussing complications whilst atop the Arc de Triomphe. A few countries later, I had made my choice, and she was most certainly in the picture. We had a good month+ to spend “together” together, not counting the friendship that had existed since we met earlier on. After that, it turned summer, and we went back to our respective corners of Texas. (10 hour apart corners, to be more precise.) But we’re still falling over each other, so I don’t see any problems with one summer apart.

Anywho…

I never know what to put on these things.