the confederacy of me

i find it more than slightly interesting that

i feel like if anyone wanted to know me better

then they could just e-thumb through this ratty old 

shambles of a blog and at least have a taste of

what strange things go off in my head

instead i'm off doing real, dumb actions in real, dumb life

and thus it is known henceforth as 'eric woo' 

i wonder if someone that didn't know me at all

read this and met me for real

would even fathom the possibility

of two and two being four.

i suppose in the end

i just kind of wish people knew me better

because if they did

i think they'd like me better

or at least be nicer to the fool