my excuse for a blog

this blog is somewhat being created out of necessity. up until now, any desire i have had to post any thoughts or (mostly) self-promotional material has been funneled into my myspace and website. every month (or 2) i have chosen to document something entirely inconsequential, and mostly only beneficial to my 'fans'. my most ardent reader is by no doubt my mother.

recently, i became gainfully employed. up until now, my experience with desk jobs was quite minimal - amounting to 2 torturous months as a telephone customer service rep. mostly, i dealt with the complaints of elderly theatre goers. the internet was not allowed. i briefly considered taking up smoking for the excuse of the extra 15 minute breaks, and the whole thing ended when i got labyrinthitis (re: wikipedia - please ignore the part about herpes).

after a significant employment dry spell, relieved only by house painting and the odd wad of cash from my fledgling music 'career', a temp agent fairy bestowed upon me this current job. i'm in week 6, and so far my responsibilities have amounted to some light data entry and filing. this leaves many hours of my day for surfing the information super highway. until today, the work internet fairies permitted me to highway surf everywhere except for the occasional smutty celebrity blog. my year-long affair with myspace and the three pages i help to maintain blossomed. additionally, that gross white monster (i call it that mostly because of the blank interface that makes me feel like it is sucking the life out of me) that is facebook finally enticed me into spying on current friends, acquaintances, and the occasional long lost grade school chum. mostly, i think it's only a useful tool used to discover if people have gotten fat/bald/attractive since grade/high school (sort of like a small-time jenny Jones show - i was a huge loser in grade school, so i guess I’ll admit that i enjoy posting pictures of myself looking 'cool' with my guitar/at the grand canyon, etc...) .

ANYHOO, today - in the midst of wonderment at how my former university professor has also chosen to join the big white monster, i was suddenly and rudely blocked from going any further. humph. no biggie. i still have myspace...

...HMPH!

i have no social network left upon which to hang my boredom, aside from regular old email and msn (web msn, which i am dreading that they will soon pull the plug on, as well). i have resorted to this. a real blog.

my friend Andrew encouraged me a couple of weeks ago to start a 'real' blog, so i guess this is sort of following his direction. there's no real focus to this blog. I’m not sure if I’ll even link my variety of websites and my spaces, since i don't think I’ll want to talk much about music stuff - unless i don't want my mom to read it. i want to make sure my mom doesn't read this.

that way i can post about all of my sexual exploits and use dirty swears. or not.