..sitting at my laptop...about to start writing a blog. I'm not sure exactly what turned over in my head that led me to think, "Hey! Blog! That's something that I want to do!" Here's what I DO know:
I do know that it's been a good 7 years since I've taken a formal English class. I do know that because of that, my postings are likely to be rife with misspellings, inappropriate punctuations, and awkward sentence/paragraph structures. I know that I tend to assume that anyone reading the things I write is likely on the same wavelength as I am. I also know that this leaves me in a position to offend practically everyone, as it is silly to assume such a thing. Basically, this paragraph is about me realizing that I'm about to be descended upon by a pack of wild dogs: the hordes of internet-land.
I know that I've been looking for another hobby lately. I know that I used to like to write things. I know that sometimes I'm awesome and write something that makes me go "Wow", or makes me giggle at myself. I also know that most times, my friends are awesome and make me think or giggle even harder. Practically every time we start ranting at each other, the product is something so amazing, or so unbelievably silly that I feel the WORLD must know of it. I'm probably wrong, but that's how I feel.
So this is it.
I've rolled around in bacon grease, and my pockets are full of ham. I have no idea what I'm doing, and the dogs will find me sooner or later. It's time to walk into the woods and yell.
Be gentle?
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