I don't really know why I'm here. But I do this thing where I justify my actions if I've thought about them for a really long time. I have way too many pairs of shoes because of this, and recently justified the purchase of a pretty Leolani ukulele because I thought of nothing else for an entire week straight. For about a month now I've been having this conversation with myself:
Me: "You should start a blog."
Me: "But I don't really want to. And it would probably be really boring."
Me: "You know you kind of want to."
Me: "No I don't."
Me: "Yes you do."
Me: "I don't really know. Probably because you have nothing else to do right now. But if you start one I'll buy ice cream. Chocolate fudge brownie."
Me: "Are you bribing me?"
Me: "I'll think about it."
Combination of bribing myself and doing the thing where I thought about it way too hard have brought me here....to this unfamiliar domain they call Blogspot. Permission granted to all my loved ones and strangers to never, ever read this. I predict one of two things happening: a) a boring cyber word-mess; or b) I'll do the other thing I usually do where I get distracted by something else and forget this little endeavor altogether.
Hm. I think that's enough first-blog-attempt blab for one night. But more blog-o-liciousness to come!...If I can talk myself into it.