undivided devotion

Blogging. I've tried it before, back in the days of my "rebellious" youth when I would sneak onto the parental-prohibited online world of Xanga to tell everyone (well, my few subscribers that I hoped were actually readers) about the dramatic day at school that I had experienced. Between anxious glances at the door to make sure Dad would not catch me, I would go into unnecessary detail, use no proper grammar or punctuation, and usually find my self yelling in all capital letters at some point in my hormone-driven, emotional online journal entry. Well, now that I have arrived at complete maturity and wisdom, I have decided to try my hand at the world of blogging once again. I feel slightly behind, as if perhaps I missed the blogging boat, but, hey why not swim my way up to everyone else and climb aboard now? I laugh at myself slightly, because honestly, this blogging will most likely be very similar in content to that of my original attempts. Yes, perhaps it will conta...