Looking back at the (short) list of entries up to this point, I now know why I’ve been producing so little output—I’m spending too much time getting ready to write instead of just writing.
Back in college, I had a plan; after school was over, I had a journal. I made a lot more entries into those because I let myself write freestyle. I wasn’t concerned about what message I might be trying to get across or how the punchline would integrate with the rest of the story/article/piece of crap I threw together while trying to avoid studying for an exam. It worked out just fine back then and I’m now determined to make it work again. It might not, but dammit, I’m willing to try. At least that way, the span of time that it took to fill the opening page won’t be almost half a year.
I suppose that, in a way, this entry is “My bad… Part II: The Revenge” Perhaps the three of you who have stuck with checking out this page every couple weeks will allow me to make amends. Perhaps you’ll keep reading and feel some sense of satisfaction that it was worth the wait. Perhaps you’ll accept the fact that I won’t get people to read this by providing sexual favors—that requires sponsorship.
Anyway, I guess that’s it for the moment. I’ve reached the end of a break in what should be a busier schedule—at least that would give me an excuse for never writing anything in here—so you’ll just have to wait and see if this general rambling fits your mood. If not, you can always become a sponsor…
