I've always been paranoid about writing the first of anything, because I feel it's something special (important, sacred? Go find your own vocabulary). So, basically, by creating this blog I've invited you into my mind, and before you ask me where the bathroom is, there are a few things you ought to know.
1) I'm random, I'm crazy, I'm anything but.
2) Ever heard of one of those infamous perfectionists? Consider this a warning, because you're reading about one.
3) I've got loads of emotional luggage and there isn't an airport around for me to lose them in.
4) ...The bathroom's down the hall, and to the left. Lunch will be served at ten to two.
5) Please don't take anything in this blog too seriously. It is, after all, an insanity check.
Victory Tastes Like Lemons,
Confession Rights
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