I jsut thought I should add, this isn't going to be one of those annoying blogs where I give life advice, or explain the bible and why you have relationship problems; sometimes my mind wanders onto metaphysics or theology or whtever, but it definately won't be pedagodic...
I'm no where near pretentious enough to think I know anything about anything worth teaching or imparting. I'm not one of those annoying teenagers who think they know everything, but in reality know nothing. I know full well that I know nothing, I don't revel in my ignorance but it is what it is and if half the World would realise that and stop trying to give advice at every given moment, we might not all be so messed up... Peace motherfuckers
:)
Tuesday, 24 February 2009
And so we begin...
And so, at 02.52, I am starting my blog.
I suppose it would be prudent to outlay why.
Why a blog? Why now? Why not even?
I've never been one for prudence however.
So lets begin.
I am me, you know me. At least, the seldom few who will ever bother to read this know me.
What am I supposed to write in this blog? Anecdotes? Personal ideas? Revolutionary fervour? Viva Viva Palestina?
The truth? Am I honest in this? Do I lie? Perhaps I should keep this completely anon? No, my ego wants everyone to read this. To at least think of me, even if what my writing right now is self-indulgant crap.
I fail at solilquoi, clearly.
That was a bit of a pseudo-beginning wasn't it? I apologise:
The beginning, part II
To be continued... (sorry)
Btw, did anyone notice my html? SoPulchritudinous.blogspot.com
In case you haven't; So Pulchritudinous; you might not know the word, it probably has some Latin etymological roots I haven't worked out, but it, in essence, means: An extremely beautiful woman. It is not vanity which made me put that html, though I've been accused of vanity in the past. No, it's more a self-depracating name; I am not beautiful, at least, my personality is not. That's probably one of the first things you should know about me.
I suppose it would be prudent to outlay why.
Why a blog? Why now? Why not even?
I've never been one for prudence however.
So lets begin.
I am me, you know me. At least, the seldom few who will ever bother to read this know me.
What am I supposed to write in this blog? Anecdotes? Personal ideas? Revolutionary fervour? Viva Viva Palestina?
The truth? Am I honest in this? Do I lie? Perhaps I should keep this completely anon? No, my ego wants everyone to read this. To at least think of me, even if what my writing right now is self-indulgant crap.
I fail at solilquoi, clearly.
That was a bit of a pseudo-beginning wasn't it? I apologise:
The beginning, part II
To be continued... (sorry)
Btw, did anyone notice my html? SoPulchritudinous.blogspot.com
In case you haven't; So Pulchritudinous; you might not know the word, it probably has some Latin etymological roots I haven't worked out, but it, in essence, means: An extremely beautiful woman. It is not vanity which made me put that html, though I've been accused of vanity in the past. No, it's more a self-depracating name; I am not beautiful, at least, my personality is not. That's probably one of the first things you should know about me.
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