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What I Did Before It Was Too Late
Hello, you!
Yes, you, you weird lookin’ fella staring down at these words. You must’ve roamed far and wide across the map of the ‘Net if you’ve ended up here, and I bet you’ve seen some weird lookin’ things yourself in the process, too. I bet you’ve been to the dark side of /b/ and back again, and I bet you’ve cursed yourself raw while you’ve whiddled the wee hours of the morning away, procrastinating without much cause or reason.
But that’s just the nature of things, I reckon, so I won’t hold any accidental google searches against ya. It’s all good now, anyhow. You’re here. You have arrived. So let’s begin.
This is a fairly common story of a fairly common guy, who’ve always tried to be fairly uncommon but have always fallen sadly short of the mark. But let’s not hold that against him; it’s just the nature of things. Kids, you know. Trying to be whoever they think they are, and ending up something entirely different.
The story begins at birth, which by all accounts went over as good as can be expected. The blogger in question was delivered, presumably washed clean and shipped back to his parents, who tried to their best not to fuck him up too badly. When they were done doing so, they held their breath and snapped shut their eyes, and prayed to whatever deity was listening in, that he be the best boy he could be.
The blogger, being a lad with a liking for poor excuses, decided that this was perhaps a bit too much, and had a go at “as good as can be expected”. Life is, after all, a resource in limited supply, but you can never be quite certain when you’ve run out of unfullfilled potential.
The blogger now spends his days excavating this resource while studying law at the University of Oslo. Sometimes he writes about it here on the blog, but mostly he writes about things that aren’t that common and downright boring. Well, he tries, but can’t be faulted if this ends up not being the case.
He can only do as good as can be expected.
And it was, after all, you who ended up this side of nowhere.