La la la...

I'll be honest, this post is mostly nonsense, but I'm just liking the flow of this blogging caper. No one has to read it, and while I do feel like I'm talking into space, it's not such a bad thing.

I've read ex-gawker Emily's article and I can see how giving too much information about your life can be an bad thing, but right now, I like being able to just put my opinions and thoughts out into space. Yes, they're irretrievable, and sometimes it scares me that I won't ever be able to take these things back, but like Emily, I think I'll just look at it as a time capsule. A small part of my life and thoughts that I chucked out into the ginormous black hole that is the web.

And that's enough deep and meaningful noise for now.

Feeling quite happy. A bit peaceful maybe. Lord. Growing up is weird.

Um, hello there.

I retrieved this blog from it's coma for quite selfish reasons: I have a very basic need to write. Lots. Not about anything in particular, just to get words out where they can be seen, read and commented on. Possibly because I seek approval. But I think, mostly, because deep down I'm quite shallow* and like the sound of my own voice.

This blog is mine, to do with it as I will and if you like it, I love it, and if you don't...well, it was nice of you to stop by.

Hmm, first post over I think.


*I did not come up with this quote. Someone much wittier than me did, possibly in the 20s, but Google is refusing to help me give her the proper recognition. Thanks for nothing Google.