movin' in
I've only had a blog for about six months... coincidentally coinciding with my need to express my own crazy thoughts, anywhere/anyhow/anywho. I setup shop at a little online diary site that an old co-worker runs in his spare time. No offense to him at all, but it just doesn't have the features that i need, or that would keep my writing more often.
I ran into blogger while in the processing of reading other blogs by people that are just a little too closely reminiscent of myself. Seems like a nice system with some great features, especially for a free service. I build stuff like this for my dayjob, so i guess i'm a bit more picky than most people... though i understand how hard it is to offer much of anything for free.
So that's my story. All of the posts older than this one were created on the other site and imported in here. Very strange reading over those last six months of entries, trying to make sense of it again. Maybe we're not supposed to make any sense of it... just learn from it and move on.
I ran into blogger while in the processing of reading other blogs by people that are just a little too closely reminiscent of myself. Seems like a nice system with some great features, especially for a free service. I build stuff like this for my dayjob, so i guess i'm a bit more picky than most people... though i understand how hard it is to offer much of anything for free.
So that's my story. All of the posts older than this one were created on the other site and imported in here. Very strange reading over those last six months of entries, trying to make sense of it again. Maybe we're not supposed to make any sense of it... just learn from it and move on.
So many times i wonder where i've gone
And how i've found my way back in.
I look around awhile for something lost
Maybe i'll find it in the end.
And i'm feeling the same way, all over again,
no matter how much i pretend.
-- Feeling the Same Way, Norah Jones.
And how i've found my way back in.
I look around awhile for something lost
Maybe i'll find it in the end.
And i'm feeling the same way, all over again,
no matter how much i pretend.
-- Feeling the Same Way, Norah Jones.
posted by joe @ 10:47 PM
4 comments
you ditched me... maybe i will cross over and join you...
btw, i love the pink. it brings out the feminine side of you ;)
Ya, not sure about the pink either... i think my feminine side might just be out there enough as it is.
Maybe i'll consider it like moving into a house that needs a fresh coat of paint, that i'll get around to putting on, eventually.
you should really update more...