Internettin’
I find BuzzFeed, Playbuzz and their ilk, like their predecessors, email surveys and Cosmopolitan quizzes, fascinating.
Anonymous mediated identities are quite possibly my favorite things.
Especially when lazy evenings tell me I am:
Who knew that deep down I was so bloody wholesome?
I feel oddly compelled to counteract this with random acts of bitter violence and biting wit. Possibly also beer guzzling. Or antics of any variety, really. Just, you know, to prove I can.
May my unexpected and shiny do-goodery-ness live ’til tomorrow, fair reader …
Que Sera Sara? 