Ok, so this is my first attempt at blogging, and I must admit that I'm more than a little intimidated. I've thought about blogging for about two years now, ever since my best friend K started her blog, but persistent writer's block always stopped me from getting started. I mean, I have plenty of things to say (Lord knows my friends and family would agree), so you think it would be easy! In fact, events or incidents will happen and I'll think "Oh, this would be perfect to blog about", and then I remember that a) I don't have a blog, b) everything always seems much funnier in my head and there's no way in Hell I could write about what goes on in there (it's too scary), and c) I'd have to figure out how to start said blog, which brings us back to the issue of writer's block.
In case you haven't figured it out yet, I'm a frickin mess. A very funny, sarcastic, curmudgeonly, 35 year old mess. Soon to be 36 next week...yay me! Sometimes I hide it well (the mess part, not my age silly) - other times, not so much. I like to think of myself as an enigma, a study in contrasts, an acquired taste, if you will. My friends just think I'm a nutbag. What the hell do they know?
I'm not sure what this blog will be about- honestly, does it have to be "about" anything? That's too much pressure for a simp like me. I have enough pressure getting my ass out of bed every morning and painting on (shellacking actually) a veneer of normalcy and forced enthusiasm to get through the day. It's a job of work, I tell ya. So don't expect too much from me, and we'll all get along fine, k?
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