Look at that, slang in the title of my first blog entry. Let's roll.
I have the hardest time starting a new journal. It doesn't feel like a real journal when it's empty--and yes, the point is to write in a journal or it's just a blank book. I always feel like the first page must be awesome, must set the tone for amazing paragraphs. I psych myself up as if it's a first date with someone I really, really like and I'm practicing conversations in my head and perfecting a laugh that is not too girlie and not too loud, and for all of that preparation I still end up spilling my drink and grinning like a fool.
A blog is a public journal after all. I'm taking a step, a shot in the dark, a blind date with an audience I may never meet in person. This vast, blank piece of paper that is the internet may be rigid and cold now, but there will soon be more dates and more roughing up of pages with the ballpoint pen--with which I press too firmly--that is my thought process and style of writing.
Holding my hand throughout this process will be my trusty Compaq Presario 1505 laptop (manufactured in 2001 and still kicking) and my Firefox with automatic spell check, redlining my misspells but not my grammatical missteps. And probably shows on Hulu, which I will play in the background until I can get my laptop to play DVDs again.
Let's give it a try.
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