After Much Procrastination and Over-Analyzing...

I’ve done it. I’ve joined the masses. I wish that my decision to begin a blog meant I was some sort of pioneer or at least a little bit quirky. But I don’t think it means either of those things. I’m not going to let this bring me down, however.

So why don’t I just write in my journal? Why do I need to publish these “important” things that I have to say on the internet? Because I find journals more formal. (Formaler?) I feel like journals are meant for profound thoughts that are only rightly expressed when you actually put forth the effort to write the words—a much more tedious and meaningful process than typing. Hemingway had a journal. In fact, the one he used uses the fact that he used it as a selling point. Just ask my friend Brent. That’s one of the main he reasons he bought that brand of journal.

This blog is informal. This blog is for bitching about things, entertainment­­ (mainly mine, but maybe yours), to cure my boredom, and for practice in writing. I haven’t written much lately because I am an editor, and editors spend a lot of time reading other people’s writing rather than writing.

Now that I have stated my purpose and vision for this blog, I feel as though I can sign out. Before I get really into the blog thing, though, I’m definitely going to need more reliable internet. This bumming from my neighbors isn’t working out so well. Most of them have passwords, and the other ones don’t have a very good signal. It makes bumming from my mom’s Netflix to watch instant video online rather difficult.