Well, I seem to have a LiveJournal. Don't ask how that happened. I've heard it can give you cancer, so I shan't inhale.
I've read a few blogs, and I guess that in light of that I should mention something before I get into this thing a-proper. This probably won't be a comedy, satire or witty commentary on the world. What this means is, in short, that if you don't know you, this'll probably be terribly boring for you. So you should go somewhere funnier.
On the other hand, if you *do* know me, then hopefully it'll mean a bit more to you. This is my life, after all, and I'm assuming that if you're still here you have at least a passing interest in it.
So, take my hand, and come with me.
I'll whisper to you, and blades of grass will rasp against our skin in the breeze.
I've read a few blogs, and I guess that in light of that I should mention something before I get into this thing a-proper. This probably won't be a comedy, satire or witty commentary on the world. What this means is, in short, that if you don't know you, this'll probably be terribly boring for you. So you should go somewhere funnier.
On the other hand, if you *do* know me, then hopefully it'll mean a bit more to you. This is my life, after all, and I'm assuming that if you're still here you have at least a passing interest in it.
So, take my hand, and come with me.
I'll whisper to you, and blades of grass will rasp against our skin in the breeze.
- Mood:
thoughtful

