Hello, all you out there in internet land. Welcome to yet another installment of Aaron's Attempt at Virtual Journal Entry. With this account, I think I have successfully started and then promptly neglected five full blogs, which has got to make me a contender for Record Blogs Ignored, if only because there can't be that many more to sign up for :-P. This time, however, stands to be different. No longer shall the impetus to write be left to my own devices--I now have a solid external force applying motivation; the inexorable power of the girlfriend. It's one thing to write for oneself and an anonymous fan base which may or may not exist (more likely the latter), but not only do I now possess an audience, however small, it happens to be one of the most rewarding of readers available to a humble scribe such as myself.
So join me, if you will, as I endeavor to once and for all make a constant effort at autobiography: dispensing with anecdotes of daily happenings, various pearls of wisdom, and general inanity in an attempt to keep this thing from completely stagnating. It won't be easy, and it almost certainly won't be pretty, but with a little luck (and perhaps a little friendly nagging) it will be done.
As for the actual introductions (which you might have reasonably expected from the subject of this post), I will leave those for another time. Let it be a test of your curiosity and interest to see if you're compelled to return and learn the identity of this mysterious toneless bard. In return for your continued attention, I promise to make it as interesting, or at least, not mind-numbingly dull, as possible; sure to be chockfull of ranting, raving, and genuine, bonafide rambling as any blog out there. Incoherence guaranteed, or your money back with interest. (I'll even throw in some 0% APR. That always works for car dealerships, right?)
P.S. This thing has been steadily updating itself with earnest, but entirely unhelpful suggested tags as I've been writing. While "blog introductions" is fairly appropriate, if rather general, I don't really have use for "make money", "make money quick" (I knew that APR was a good idea), or "make time". But when it came up with the gem of "pretty poem thing", I couldn't resist. Whatever bizarre and overly complex algorithms they employed for this thing, I tip my hat to their engineer. Simply, rawk.
P.P.S. Can someone tell me why the hell Word doesn't have "bonafide" in it's spellcheck dictionary, but Google does? I mean, seriously. Major business level word proccessor and document creator, or search engine....actually, when you think about it, you could probably make a case for the latter needing better spell checking....but not by much. Shame on you Microsoft, shaaaaaame.
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