Whelp, I've spent a fair amount of timing fooling around with my template. I know it sucks currently, but soon, soon my pretty(the-grave-cave-ate-will-be-at-home-on-me) this blog will be the way I want it. that is if I can figure out some of the more estoric issues with CSS.
Thursday, April 15, 2004
Monday, April 12, 2004
Well, I've started a new blog. I don't expect that any of you have seen my old one as I kept it under wraps as much as possible. Suffice it to say that it serve(s)ed its pupose as sort of a two year rant in how much it sucks to be me and how self indulgent I can be when I believe nobody is listening. Ok, that's not quite right. Perhaps it was about how self indulgent I can be when I assume that no one who knows me will ever connect the dots, read the blog and have that awful moment of denoumment[sic?] when they realize, "hey, I know this jerk off."
I want to use this blog for real stuff. Stuff I'd tell others without flinching if I could find an 'other' with a sympathic ear and time to listen to me wax prophetic about the wonder and glory of my own ill formed opinions about the universe ( or at least those paorts of the universe that interst me enough at the moment to write about them.)
I want to use this blog to see how self indulgent I can be if I think others are listening. That's not so wrong is it?
Eh-hem. Moving right along. That's it. that's what I have to say. I'm starting a blog. This is it. This is me typing about the blog I'm typing in. This is me thinking about typing in the blog I'm typing in while I think about it and (in the spirit of multi tasking) read back what I've just typed while I'm thinking about it and typing something new . . . I don't think I can keep this up for long.
I have to be careful what I write in this one or else I could be the laffin stock of the whole Web. not that my life is Payton Place or whatver, it's just that I'm private enough to not want the universe to know what I do and say unless I want the universe to know it. comprende?
Fear of public humilation is almost as big a motivator as a new flavor of pop tart, dontcha think?
That's it for now. Encourage me to work on the template for this thing. Thanks for your support.
I want to use this blog for real stuff. Stuff I'd tell others without flinching if I could find an 'other' with a sympathic ear and time to listen to me wax prophetic about the wonder and glory of my own ill formed opinions about the universe ( or at least those paorts of the universe that interst me enough at the moment to write about them.)
I want to use this blog to see how self indulgent I can be if I think others are listening. That's not so wrong is it?
Eh-hem. Moving right along. That's it. that's what I have to say. I'm starting a blog. This is it. This is me typing about the blog I'm typing in. This is me thinking about typing in the blog I'm typing in while I think about it and (in the spirit of multi tasking) read back what I've just typed while I'm thinking about it and typing something new . . . I don't think I can keep this up for long.
I have to be careful what I write in this one or else I could be the laffin stock of the whole Web. not that my life is Payton Place or whatver, it's just that I'm private enough to not want the universe to know what I do and say unless I want the universe to know it. comprende?
Fear of public humilation is almost as big a motivator as a new flavor of pop tart, dontcha think?
That's it for now. Encourage me to work on the template for this thing. Thanks for your support.

