Here Goes Nothing

Blogging. I always think about it, yet never seem to find the time for it. It reminds me of such tedious things as going to the gym or flossing teeth. Something that can be beneficial, but something that life will surely go on without. I can't even pretend that my 50 viewers a month are going to click enough advertisements for me to buy aforementioned floss. I guess it is for me then. A therapeutic way of conveying my feelings to the anonymous machine that is the Internet. Here's a toast to you, man who randomly found my blog and took the time to read this. "Hopefully my endeavors with this blog fair better than working out," says my untoned abdominals.