My Confession

Hi, I'm Jennifer. I'm nearly 30 years old and I'm ashamed to say . . . I'm culturally illiterate.

I wasn't always this way. Long ago, back in the 80's, I think I had things together. I knew a little about TV, a little about music. Heck, I even watched some of those horror movies.

But the day came . . . the day I discovered books. Those books, they were a wonderful thing. At first. I thought they were my best friends, I thought they'd take me places. Boy, I was wrong.

Instead, they made me awkward and uncomfortable around people. Soon, I was avoiding others. I'd be angry when they interrupted my reading. I started spending more and more time alone. Until . . .

I realized it was just me and those books. They told me it was better this way. They told me I didn't need other people, I didn't need their ways. They told me pop culture was a waste of time.

The books lied to me.

Now I want to fix things. I want to put my life together again. I don't think I can undo two decades of oblivion, but I'm sure going to try. One step at a time, I'm going to delve into pop culture: T.V., music, and movies. It'll be slow. It'll be messy.

So I need your help. To encourage me. To teach me. And most of all, to keep me on the wagon.