By the time you’ll be reading this, I’ll have officially accepted a job teaching English in Japan at a private English school chain-company-corporation-conglomerate-thingy. Not exactly the most exciting way to start off a brand new blog (Still looking for a good title, by the way), I know, but the truth nonetheless.
I suppose I should probably start this whole thing off by introducing myself since, hypothetically, there will be people reading what I write who know nothing about me. (The biggest hypothetical here is of course the contention that there will be people even reading this blog at all but that’s besides the point.) So here goes nothing. Here comes the deep philosophical avalanche in which my every deepest darkest secret is laid bare before your very eyes like your supper after a very long, very rough night of drinking.
Hey there, My name is Stephen… or Tetsu… or both… Honestly, I don’t care. People screw up my name all the time anyways so I’m freaking used to it. Anyways, I’m 22 (even though I look like I’m in my mid-thirties), a recent graduate from UC Davis, and a goddamn sexy beast. Alright, so maybe I made that last bit up. The rest of it is true. Go ahead, try and prove me wrong. I dare you.
So where were we? That’s right, my favorite topic: Me. I like many things such as (but not limited to) nerdy stuff like comics and Doctor Who and other stuff you’ve heard people talk about but were too cool actually care about, music (both the listening to and creating of), sports (everything except for hockey because, hey, if I wanted to see a bunch of alcoholics beat the crap out of each other for no good reason, I’d rather just pay a couple of hobos to fight to the death), and food (both eating and making, but mostly eating because I’m fat). I don’t dislike many things but things that really curl my crepe include douchey dudes who take advantage of really drunk (and/or otherwise incapacitated) chicks at bars/parties/company functions/bridal showers/Little Timmy’s Bar Mitzvah, angry drunks, humid heat (which, since I’m moving to Japan, is going to be an issue), wine, things that give me heartburn, and people from Seattle (unless you’re reading this blog, in which case, you are the freaking best).
I guess the responsible thing to do would be to elaborate upon some of these things but I’m a recent college grad so screw responsibility. Well, kinda… Not really… I was one of those college students. Since I plan on focusing on stuff that I like (primarily food and sports and pop culture-y sorta things), there will be posts introducing my views on those things in the days to come (I obviously have a lot of time on my hands at the present moment). Hell, maybe if I have the time, I’ll explain why I hate what I hate as much as I do, although most of those things are tied to things that I like.
Anyways, I suppose the big question revolving around this blog/thing is a simple one: Why?
My answer isn’t nearly so easy to get across. When I was younger, I used to write… a lot… Probably too much, come to think of it. Be it melodramatic love poems (some which I’ve somehow managed to keep and could possibly come to share somewhere down the road), ridiculously insipid musings on stuff going on in my life (did not keep those, thank god), posts upon posts of writing for text-based RPGs (don’t knock it til you try it/I was really lonely at the time), and works of fiction that I mostly would start and never finish (still have most of those). Then, sometime in college, I just stopped writing. It’s been a few years now and that decision still nags at me like the ache of a bad dream. Which brings us to this point. (There’s definitely a lot more to this story than that but it’s five in the morning and I need my sleep so that’ll be a story for another day.) I dunno what I’ll wind up writing but lord knows I’m going to try to write as much as I can.
So stick around and be patient. I’ll try to make sure that patience is dutifully rewarded.
Thanks for your read-timing.
Pictured: I was obviously dropped on my head as a child.