first and foremost

oh dear. i'm doing it. i have been keeping journals for years and tonight as i wrote in my poets notebook (a gift i can't wait to use up-it is pretty lame, sorry ma) i thought to myself, a. blogging could be read by others b. instead of wasting my time reading blogs of girls lives i wish i had (even lamer than the poets notebook) ie. dooce, mightygirl, and believe it or not, married mormon girls. i can start my own and then when i'm wasting time online late at night, i have no excuse but to write. so alas, the blogs begun. please readers, sing that last line to yourself in a mary poppins tune, just some strokes on the keyboard and the blogs begun... and don't mind all of the grammatical errors. this is internet the most bastardish form of communika.