This WILL not be my first and last post.

It's 9:20 AM on the Friday before Valentine's Day. I have had this blog open for 2 days, and I'm just getting around to posting in it for the first time. Frankly, I find blogs fairly self-indulgent. I don't actually expect anyone to read my whining and bitching...except maybe my mother. But be that as it may, I went from writing for hours and hours a day in college to writing nothing post-grad. I'd like to keep up with it so if at some point in the near future I am responsible for writing anything beyond a wall-post, I'm not so rusty.
I have yet to decide what type of blog this is going to be. I need a shtick like that Julie & Julia girl. But as I do not have a bit, I'm probably going to be writing in this ala my high school LiveJournal- petty and ultimately pointless. I actually hope no one I know reads this. They'll finally realize how mundane I truly am.

Anyway, I suppose it's time to write something pertinent. Ok. So start with my thoughts on the world and humanity at large and scale down from there? I was thinking about that famous Anne Frank quote about all people being basically good, which is a nice thought, and I actually do agree with her. Obviously psychopathic serial rapist-murderers aside, people do what they do, for better or worse, because they believe it is the right thing. I just watched Jesus Camp last week as part of my anti-religion bender that I seem to be on. I mean, those people are scaaaary. But that being said, they're coming from a place of utter ignorance, and they truly believe that teaching evolution in SCIENCE class is going to be a detriment to their children and the human race at large. I mean, it's obviously hideously stupid and ignorant, but they're doing the wrong thing for the right reason. So, I suppose if I were to amend Miss Frank's statement, All people may be basically good, but a whole hell of a lot of them are basically stupid. I like that better. It allows me to maintain my air of superiority that I like so much without sounding like a complete bitch. I'm sure I will post more about religion more, as being an Atheist is one of the few labels i readily use to define myself. Although a coworker recently stated that he was an Anti-Theist, that he believes religion has been one of the greatest problems in modern civilization; a sentiment that I agree with...so maybe I'll work that into my mantra at some point.



You know what's ironic? I write in streams of consciousness, but have trouble reading it. I could barely hack through As I Lay Dying.



It's an odd thing, sitting in as a substitute teacher at my old high school. I graduate only 5 or 6 years ago, and a lot of my old teachers are still here and still remember me. So I still feel like I'm 16 in a lot of respects. And there are moments I hardly feel older than these kids I'm supposedly in charge of. Then once in a while they open their mouths and say something profoundly stupid, and I feel better again.


OK so it's going to take me a couple of posts to figure out what I think I'm doing in my little corner of the web. Some time maybe I'll try creative writing. I feel like that's what I wish I wanted to do, but I haven't an original bone in my body. Everything I have ever tried to write features a character who is pretty much me but smarter, quirkier, more adventurous, doing something not extraordinary. It's boring even to me, and it's my SuperMe.

I'm going to wrap this sad sad entry up. Does anyone actually write a blog that is worth others (who are not their mother) reading about it? Does a mundane life necessarily equal a boring blog? When real life happens to me, maybe I'll be writing something worth sharing with the world. For now, I just provide my (phantom) reader with a little bit of my perspective.