purposeful.

After a series of failed blog attempts, I have decided to finally COMMIT...goodness knows I have commitment issues. The sweet thing is, this blog won't abandon me, right? RIGHT? Of course, now that I said that, the Web is going to collapse, sending me back to pen and paper (which I wouldn't mind), and then I'll have to revert to tablet and chisel when the world's supply of trees and dye runs out. Operating with limited resources sounds like fun right now, actually. Whatever happened to quills and ink pots and parchment? I mean really. Everything today is TOO convenient.

Sorry. I digress.

I guess I should begin the kickoff of this blog with a brief description of what I wish to achieve with it and a short summary of why I started it. Break out the celebratory champagne, because from here on out, it's going to be an interesting ride.

Basically, I want this to be a space where I can rant freely about whatever the devil I please. For a better description, check the light blue tag line that runs across the top of the page. Also, this will be a more open forum in which I can post my essays. I don't really consider myself to be all that great an essayist (this blog post is not indicative of my hidden talent!), but that's the beauty of being able to write every day: I'll get better. I think this blog will be beneficial because it'll give me a quick place where I can go to flex my writing muscles (physical and mental). Like right now. I'm doing some serious flexing.

Now, I can't guarantee that what I write will always be interesting, or serious, or intelligent, or sympathetic. More often than not, I'll probably write about myself (how un-fascinating) and my sordid affairs. Since I know myself better than anybody else, I will most likely use "me" as a default topic. At least that way, I'll never run out of things to write about!

So allow me in advance to write about stupid, boring, funny, and downright retarded things. I'm not here to step on anyone's toes or challenge anyone's beliefs, I'm just here to satisfy my craving for creation. Writing's one of the only things that can satisfy that desire. Photography and sketching are the only other two ways I enjoy fulfilling my artistic urges. Maybe I'll share some of those works with you, too, eventually. For now, though, let's delight in the simple written word.

Forgive me, also, for any errors in punctuation, capitalisation, vocabulary, and spelling that can and inevitably will occur. Nothing's perfect, myself included! Oh, and just a forewarning: I really really really hate contractions, but sometimes, in the interest of time or context, I'll use them fluidly. I know they are SO unremarkable and can be distracting or too conversational, but if they get the job done, I'll take 'em.

I believe this concludes my first post. It feels so un-epic. Like a bad disclaimer that nulls the possibility of anything good coming from the deal. What a cheap rip-off. Sorry?