introductions - i have come to corrupt your blogosphere.

and lo, there was a pang in the blogosphere, and as it convulsed to spew forth the ramblings presented here, this page was born unto ye, that whoever may read these words may walk away confused and somewhat nauseated.

anyway, i doubt anyone will ever read this, but i decided to start this blog for a couple of different reasons. for the most part, i started it because i've drifted away from writing. i used to blog all the time back in the days of livejournal, before it was called "blogging." i used to write for a newspaper in college, and i actually had time to sit, think, read, and learn. being a Marine, i feel like i've grown away from that, and i wanted to get back in touch with it. other than that, i just wanted a place to rant about stuff, whether it's the menial bullshit that takes place in my life on a daily basis, or a news article, or even to write some nonsensical prose which i use to do so often.

now that you know why i started this fucking masterpiece, i guess you might want to know about the idiot behind the keyboard. or maybe not, but fuck you, i'm the one writing. my name isn't really jack. jack is a badass name and i wish people would call me that, but i'm stuck with the terminal 1980's cliche monicker, kevin. i stole my user name from the song "a jack with one eye" by the band Texas is the Reason. i played a show with them once in high school, in one of my early bands. [i've been in like 329847938247 bands.] i used to go to cal state long beach where i was studying broadcast journalism, but i fucked around too much and dropped out. [there's a cool story about the band i was in at this time, but i doubt anyone really cares about past misadventures and where i grew up and all that buttfuckery. ] anyway, an ex fiancee and a few months in germany later [again, another time, another story] i wound up back in my stomping grounds of california with long hair, no guitar, and no job. and that leads to now. i've been in the Marine Corps for a little over four years. i'm a sergeant, which is the upper echelon of the junior enlisted [in civilianese that means i'm a small unit leader]. i used to be a radio operator; the guy that carries the radio out on patrols. which sucks because the tall ass antenna that goes to the radio turns out to be a HUGE clue to enemy combatants as to exactly where i'm standing. i still have three years left before i get out, but i'm working on finishing my degree in broadcast journalism. i love FOX news, and hope to god i can work my way to getting a job there once i'm done in the military. i'm obsessed with the show Redeye w/ Greg Gutfeld which i was recently introduced to a few months ago. i'll probably talk about myself more later, but if i'm feeling this nauseated reading it, i can't imagine how you must feel.

well, this blog post is a metric ass-ton of useless bullshit. i'll probably post again, for it is boring and quiet in the barracks tonight...