My first blog

This is my first blog. I don't know what the hell I'm doing. Can you say "hell"? Oh, fuck it. I intend to curse profusely in future blogs. I hope this thing has spell check. If I type all of this out and and it doesn't work, I'm gonna be super pissed. Wow . . . there is a real sense of freedom in here. Fuckin' sweet. God, I wish this idiot on television would shut the fuck up. It's so hard to fuck-off with him talking about nothing. I think I'll lighten up on cuss words, as they tend to bring the whole piece down.
Now, I wish I had more to say. The whole world is listening, and I have nothing to say. I feel like Forest Gump.
Things I like:
"The Office" (the British version, although I am getting into the American version) - This series is hilarious. And you can tell how sophisticated I am from my previous rambling. Bloody brilliant!
Personnel details:
I am a man in a major metropolitan city, somewhere in the U.S. I think I'll slowly release personnel details about myself as the blog develops, sort of like the Simpons dropping hints about where Springfield is. Maybe by season 13 you'll know who I am. Hell, I don't even know if this blog will make it to the second episode. I guess this is like the pilot episode. How's it going so far? Yeah, I thought so. Well you're not so interesting yourself! Sorry, that was out of anger, not out of love. My apologies.
I like ice cream. That should probably be in here somewhere.
Well, I'm off to the bar. I'm not usually a culture vulture, but I'm meeting some friends and a bunch of people I don't know. Whatever. Hey, does this thing have spellcheck? Did I already ask that question?
Y'all come back soon now, ya here?!

I need a better catch phrase.