Convictions
I realised I have become deliriously obsessed with blogging. It has certainly liberated a lot of vehemence, a lot of repressed emotions; without me breaking into my usual fanciful pyrotechnics(Its a miracle! Goddess bless!) Its rather exhilarating to view my completed blog. There is somewhat fufillment. I must say I am extremely impressed at my ability to posess something that has become truthfully mine.
I have reviewed some of my friends' blogs. They are rather amusing but it depicts usually perfunctory madness and tedious quotidian events. However, their backgrounds are unusally copacetic; awfully arresting. In other words, the content is downright inane. I am not about to elaborate on nomenclature though.(Jeremy...please desist from such vituperation!)
I am in utter awe for such accomplishment. My blog is horrible. There is not much to vaunt. My background is vapid. However, I was quite thankful when one of my acquaintance commented, "Your blog is lithely comely. Splendid phrasing, indicated by swift elegance, captivates the reader's interest. Your poetry is most resplendent. Excellent job!" Well, that was content-wise.
I suppose my blog would never be good as some of my friends'...decoration-wise.
cuRRent...jer