testing testing is this thing on?

So I might try my hand at blogging publicly again... if it's anything like my YouTube account, I will post once then flee, so no promises, people.

Today was my first real day working as a barista. I learned how to make espresso shots and steam milk and and and I had about 10 glasses of iced tea and a glass of iced coffee. So now I'm wide awake and ready to clean all night long. Or maybe just update this blog...

I think the reason I've shied away from this thing is the fact that I never know how far to turn up the privacy dial. Do I name names and be that sort of outrageous notorious blogger or do I change names to protect the guilty or do I keep it short and sweet and leave the gritty stuff for the Holly Hobby diary I keep under my pillow? I really enjoy recording my innermost thoughts with a scented pencil, then securing them with a lock that can be shimmied open with a paper clip.

Kylie Minogue needs to quit it with the Botox, physically and figuratively. I've listened to her new song a dozen times and still can't get into it. It's a bit flat. And I don't think a video with a bunch of people in their tighty whities is going to polish it up for me. I'll still take ten "All the Lovers" over Christina Aguilera's steaming pile of comeback single anyday. "Not Myself Tonight"? Seems like you're going for Lady Gaga to me. But coming off like Lori Petty on a bad day in a pair of $50 eyelashes.

The YouTube channel I'm sort of obsessed with right now is AmPopFilms. They do show quite a few commericals, but then again, if they didn't, I would never get to see a grown man eat a McDonald's Chicken McNugget and subsequently grow Shrek ears, which is not too far from the truth if you think about it.