I believe I've had about six blogs before, updated them two or three times, forgot about it, and came back to it three months later. Then, when I rediscovered it, I would decide I sounded like a complete idiot//moron, and made a new one to remind myself that I had indeed grown and improved and therefore needed a new blog to show the entire intrawebs that I am not such an idiot again.
I highly doubt that this will be in use for very long, but I am hoping it will be.
The word blog makes me thing of slugs. I don't know if this is a negative connotation or not [or if I even used the word correctly; fail] but I have interesting memories of slugs. Once my mom put salt on an enormous slug and my sister, who was about three or four at the time, told me that the slug turned into snot covered in salt. Another time, I was rolling around in the grass, pretending the little slope was a slide of sorts, and a slug got into my hair. I believe I screamed and nearly puked. So I guess blogs make me think of slugs, salt, snot, slides, and vomit? That's sad; I broke the s pattern.
It's way too late at night to be writing sensible things.
