And thus continues the odd pattern of my life.

 In which the less effort I put into a goal, the more likely I am to actually reach it. 

So yeah, now I'm a freelance copywriter. Which is pretty close to what I've wanted to be since I was 12. Which happened rather inconspicuously involving Craigslist. 

Man, my life is weird. 

P.S. I'm 21 on June 3rd. Still in denial.

P.P.S. Finn got me into Phineas and Ferb and now I can't stop watching every episode I can find. I'm doomed. Again.