Give me a G!

That's a stupid title but I'm going with it, because to me blogs are kind of like an homage to Keroauc and Joyce. You only move forward not back. That and I'm lazy. And out of ideas.

So anyhow, a little about myself.

My name is Gabe.

I'm a chick. And by that I mean a female of the human persuasion, not an infantile chicken. Just thought I'd clear up the confusion.

And before you ask if it's pronounced Gabby, or say how unusual, or ask what my parents were thinking I'll save you the trouble. No, it's just Gabe, yes it is unusual, and for reasons very similar (in most cases) to why your name is whatever it is. My parents liked it and it's worked out for me. I am a Gabe.

I like books so much I majored in English which means I got a degree in B.S. And I'm good at it.

My favorite game is called "What if?" and that's where my father and I try to improve stories on television. And then we say the other should write for whatever show is on and then it starts all over again. Pointlessly awesome as are most of my conversations.

I stay up way too late.

This post is kind of lame so I'm going to end it. If you have any questions holler back.