Yesterday, I started a blog. Oh, you weren’t aware? Yep, that’s right! I opened my computer. I Googled “how to make a blog”. I ran across Mike Wallagher’s site: http://startbloggingonline.com/, and I thought, “This is it! This is the ticket! I am going to be a blogger!” Read more!>
So what if this is my second blog post ever? So what if I spent all day today trying to figure out how to reposition the header below my header below my site name so that it wasn’t a landscape of my female landscape and my mid-section?
So what if I am so paranoid about misspelling a word that I am dictionary.com-ing the crap out of simple words like “reposition”? (Because it is underlined in red, and because the editing tool on this site must only use Urban Dictionary as its data source, or something.) Shout out to my mother who is an English teacher for the spelling paranoia. Holla!!! Cause it is ever so refined to be spelling conscious, but makes every post feel rocky and rugged and re-re-re-read.
I know what you’re thinking. It’s the same thing that I’m thinking. So what? What does this particular individual have to say to me that is different from what the other 85 million bloggers are saying to me? I think the short answer is this– I don’t. I don’t necessarily have anything heart rending, or revolutionary, or revelatory to say here. What’s the logic behind blogging then? You may ask. My answer: voice.
Refined + Rugged 