So, here's the deal
As it turns out, it's probably best to focus one's blog energies on one specific area of interest and refine your content for some semblance of cohesion to a reader. Not to my surprise, I've run into some troubles focusing on any specific area. I find my mind wandering from sports, to politics, to wasteful celebritard gossip, and as per my original intention spew it all out here basically as unfiltered as it comes into my head. One of the downsides to this, of course, is inevtiably that there is almost no direction to this written junkyard of the internet, and as such, will be almost impossible for anyone to follow, unless you're me.
But you're not. And that's probably for the best.
Perhaps, at some point in time, I'll find the desire and stamina to write to a specific end, but until that time comes, this is as good as it's going to get. Current events, news, sports, sex, celebrity, gossip, and general nonsense that fills my days will fill this screen.
I'm fully aware that a person of any intellect whatsoever will have, as they should, absolutely no desire or reason to read anything as wasteful and inept as this. As such, I do not expect anyone to read it. These words are nothing more than a half-hearted, random, incomplete online journal of my meandering existence. My head is not somewhere the weak minded should attempt to trudge through, as there are times I cannot even escape the banal mainstream desires that bounce through my gord.
Maybe I'll write or link something funny tomorrow. Today seems entriely non-productive.
But you're not. And that's probably for the best.
Perhaps, at some point in time, I'll find the desire and stamina to write to a specific end, but until that time comes, this is as good as it's going to get. Current events, news, sports, sex, celebrity, gossip, and general nonsense that fills my days will fill this screen.
I'm fully aware that a person of any intellect whatsoever will have, as they should, absolutely no desire or reason to read anything as wasteful and inept as this. As such, I do not expect anyone to read it. These words are nothing more than a half-hearted, random, incomplete online journal of my meandering existence. My head is not somewhere the weak minded should attempt to trudge through, as there are times I cannot even escape the banal mainstream desires that bounce through my gord.
Maybe I'll write or link something funny tomorrow. Today seems entriely non-productive.
