Thursday, January 10, 2008

oops

Right now I'm eating my words. And lemon crisps. Suprisingly, the two pair well together. But despite that, it doesn't help much with taste of regret. Over a month ago I was so committed to this blog and more importantly, to you, cyberspace. "In touch." What a pile of poop. Too cutesy and definitely unreliable. Who was I to think that I'd jump on the blogwagon and consistantly fit right in.

Actually maybe this is good. It'll be like a little new year's resolution. I'll call it the, "get your f-in blog act together" initiative.... or something. Anyways, my sincerest apologies... and now on to the updates....

Saturday, December 8, 2007

--the finish line--

I made it.

Two weeks, er...years. Two years I've wrestled with throwing one of these blogs up. I don't necessarily have anything against publishing a blog, I just never really thought there would be anything for me to write about.

Who knows? Maybe there won't be.

I'm not a gamer, I couldn't come up with a cool title or alias, and I tend to be a fairly private/withdrawn person. However, recently my career pursuits have taken me across the country. And after being away from a lot of my friends and family I have realized that, although nerdy (sorry it's true), blogging may be a great way to keep in contact with a lot of you. Or maybe just some of you. Ok, I know like theres probably at least two of you who'll read it and maybe one and a half that will leave a comment. And thats great. Lord knows I need the help staying in touch. So to follow suit with most of life's guilty pleasures i.e. Kelly Clarkson, fantasy football, and most vh1 reality tv shows... I crumbled. Humbly, here I am.

I understand that a lot of you will gravitate back towards myspace or facebook because reading a blog is too much work. Trust me, I know. I can't do it either. But if you want a break from the poking and the cam girls and still want to stay in touch, I'll be here. I probably won't be re-posting any surveys about what I ate for breakfast or what my 6th grade locker combination was, but you can spy on me nonetheless.

I'd love to hear from anyone and everyone who stumbles their way here.

I hope you all are well, and I miss you like crazy.

Lots of love,

Jeff