Don't forget to bring a towel!

Oh Towelie. You are touted as quite possibly the worst South Park character ever. Yet your catch phrases speak volumes. (Especially this pic which has made its way onto t-shirts 'round the world)

I identify with you, Towelie. Because I too, have no idea what's going on. And my eyes may well be just as red. But at the moment I don't have access to a mirror.

Oh, I suppose I could get up off my ass and go check. But why? Regardless of my eye-color I still have no idea what's going on. And I still feel just as lost. Ah-- But wait! I've never been lost, just a might confused, as the blog's title suggests. And then we come full circle when you think about how people often equate feeling confused with feeling lost. It suddenly becomes ironic.

See, now that's what 6 years of studying/analyzing literature will get you. What magnificent things my college education has done for me.

And the night is young yet. Plenty of time get even more confused. Then I'll be back here with a veritable buffet to help treat my munchies and ramble on incoherently. Gotta love blogging.