I did livejournal for a long time throughout college... That was cool. It had a really sweet-ass color scheme. Pinks, browns and a particularly precocious shade of purple. But, alas, I eventually graduated college and moved in with my parents, felt sad about my life, quit writing in that blog. That'll happen.
Moreover, in that year that I moved back in with my parents, I realized an associates degree in liberal arts (translation: an associates degree in absolutely nothing) probably wouldn't get me too far in life, so I enrolled in massage therapy school. If I wasn't studying anatomy (a task that, as it turned out, was harder for me than merely studying the anatomy of guys at the beach like a creeper), I was working as a waitress-bartender to pay for tuition for massage school as I went. The massage school I went to was not a "Title 4" school and thus I was ineligible for federal student loans. I worked and studied a lot that year, if only not to get kicked out of massage therapy school for being too dense or poor.
After I got on my feet, got my own place, got out of the dark, cavernous abyss I was dismissively describing as a mere "funk," I decided to start blogging again. That was a little over a year ago. I went with a different livejournal account, feeling that I needed to start fresh. I was super-stoked about it. I even got myself sweet-ass business cards made for $7 that had my url on it! But then... My brother made fun of my business cards... "Why would you spend all that money [$7] on a stupid blog?" I was discouraged to begin with, and well, er... Couple that with being sort of lazy and BAM! Another neglected blog!
Then a few weeks ago, my friend Justin came over to unclog the cat hair from my boyfriend's computer. Justin owns his own business fixing computers. This, I imagine, is a blessing and a curse, because while he is extremely good at what he does, all of his deadbeat friends (us) are always calling him to do things like unclog three months' of cat hair from their computers' schnorgelhopperdingers. Anyhoo, while he was over, he was nice enough to show me a blog site called Square Space. He helped me set it up and customize it so that it looked really friggin' awesome. I got so excited about the prospect of writing a blog again--on a blog site that had more street cred than livejournal no less, that I reached a level of happiness that can only really be equaled by looking at icanhascheezburger.com... But alas... If my brother mocked me for spending $7 on business cards, he would certainly mock me for spending $8 each month to keep a blog site when there are free ones to be had.
So, even though I am thankful Justin got me excited about blogging again with my free Square Space trial, I decided upon a Blogger site because friends have informed me that Blogger is the way to go with free blog sites. There you go, Blogger. Is my endorsement worth a baseball cap or a tee shirt gun at least?
With any luck and perseverance, I will gain some followers. I am hoping to make blogging a regular part of my routine. I'd like to practice writing for an audience, even though the idea of such increases my Tums intake by 50 percent. I'd like to be a writer. Like, a real one. That means making an effort, I guess. Now to order some business cards...
ttfn.
Trishasaurus Rex
Trisha, honey, all I can say is that your brother can stuff it. You are your own woman and he is most likely jealous of your creativity. Please, don't let him know about your blog. He doesn't need to know. You can tell him when you are a famous writer. How old is this paragon anyway? 12? Love you!!! Jamie
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