That's right, it's me

I made a blog. Can't really say why, since I always thought blogs were sort of for losers. No Messi, I am not going to apologize for that. Ok, I'll apologize for Poe. Since she's kind of braindead now. But most bloggers are losers. Except for me. I am pretty damn awesome.

My name's Muad'Dib. You've probably heard of me. If you haven't, you are either stupid or live in a nice comfortable home and have never had a bald stalker hang outside your window. I guess that's a lot to give up just to know who I am. So perhaps you should not read anymore and enjoy not being homeless.

As for the rest of you, you should know me. I'm Muad'Dib. Most badass pilot around. And yeah, my boss is an eldritch abomination that abducts children and has several psychotic literary named killers running around after teenagers. It's much better than working fast food, let me tell you.

So why did I start a blog? I don't know, maybe because so far the only way people know me right now is through Messi's blog, and he makes me look like a fucking idiot. And if you don't know who Messi is, you're the lucky ones. He's a coworker, lives in the same complex to me, thinks he's the greatest thing in the universe. Which of course turned one of the few people who I actually cared about Numb, meaning I will carry a grudge against him for the rest of my natural and unnatural life. But that's a different story entirely.

The thing is, I want you to know me. I want to be famous. Like redlight. I mean, what has he ever done to have everyone know him? Ooooh, I wear the same hoodie every day. Good for you. Really, if I ever meet him I am going to punch him in the face.

Was there a point in all this? I don't know, I can't remember.

I'm here folks, and I'm here for good.