I've been getting the itch to blog again, but I don't have an acceptable forum. I see this space as the new notebook or sketchbook you buy on the first day of school -- untainted by past thoughts or mistakes. Clean. Nevermind that we throw those notebooks away at the end of term, or that the new sketchbook only gets used twice before everything in it looks like something a child might draw.
So what should we expect, gentle reader?
- Periodic Ranting.
I started thinking about blogging last week whilst I was signing up for a new email account and the service wouldn't allow me to choose my own password. Predictably, I flew into a toddler's rage. I tried to contain my frustration within the confines of my facebook status update, but my cup overfloweth with unfiltered spite. If you were wondering what that picture is doing there, now you know. It's a visual representation of my own hatred, which is so intense it can melt your face off and plagarize an iconic movie at the same time. Do not fuck with me.
- Books. The other reason I wanted to start blogging again was to keep a record of the various books I'm reading as I finish my degree. I encourage my dear readers to participate in the discussion on these matters, as reading is of course a social activity, and I'm sure I could use a good laugh.
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