Worries.
Things I should not be worrying about, but am:
1. I’m not blogging enough.
2. Although I maintain some of the trappings of urban hipster* culture (iPod, off-beat t-shirts, blog, etc), it would probably be a depressing and alienating experience to attempt to fit in with said culture for any length of time. Given this likelihood, am I merely desperately attempting to define myself as different from those around me any way I can?
3. The difficulty and time-consumingness of converting DVD’s over to mp4’s for use on my new playstation portable.
4. Dying alone.
5. Realizing the full potential of the various video game consoles I possess.
6. Hair Loss.
Things I am not worried about but should be:
1. My taxes.
2. My career.
3. learning how many kilometers are in 3000 miles so I can find out how long overdue my car is for an oil change.
4. Iran.
*I am using hipster here to mean people who live in New York, are in their twenties, and share a similar socioeconomic background to my own, especially those who pride themselves on not being hipsters.
Man, that was a pretty weak-sauce entry after such a long hiatus. I should be ashamed of myself.