Due Dates

Here I am entering a whole new blog with really no goals or intentions in mind. Actually, that's a lie. I tend to lie a lot, but no serious big lies that could ruin somebody's life. Those lies are a thing of the past, hidden away in the horrible part of my life that ranged the beginning of this year. May I add that my life has changed for the better during the past month or so with the introduction of the most fabulous girl ever and our relationship? No -- well too bad, because that piece of information is very vital and important to me. She means the world to me, so therefore if you try to know a thing or two about my world, then she's going to be intercepting your passes because she'll be right there in a giant billboard saying, "You'll have to get pass me to know a thing or two about my man." Or at least I think it would go along the lines of that. Actually, here's another lie -- I'm writing this blog under a fake pseudonym because I want to protect my identity. That's very well and all. It happens all the time so why can't I join the bandwagon? Well, by golly, I will, and I am. However, referring back to the original lie I was talking about before I got distracted by my own writing (which too occurs a lot and can create a lot of confusion), the initial lie I was talking about had to do with having any goals/intentions for this blog. Well, yes -- I guess I do have a goal/intention for this blog. What is it? To do what most bloggers enjoy to do -- write about whatever the heck I want to write about whenever the heck I want to. That phrase has a catchy, yet awkward, tang to it. I don't intend to write about stuff that happens to me though. I like to keep my life personal, thank you very much. Instead, I would rather write about more ineffable things. Okay, maybe ineffable isn't a good word choice -- most of the things that I talk will not defy expression or description because, well, I'll be describing and expressing whatever there is to talk about; or to be more accurate -- to type about. Also I don't plan to reveal too many obvious traits about myself. That you can obtain through inference if you care enough to read what I have to offer. I don't offer much in terms of practicality but I will offer a lot of useless text for your reading displeasure. The most obvious trait about me right now that I already outwardly revealed to you is that I am very happy with my life because of the most amazing girl ever. Alas, I can also say that another intention/goal/whatever is to improve on my writing and creativity in order to publish novels in the future. It may even help to develop my characters, settings, plots, etc. here, but I swear to God if you steal any of my ideas . . . I won't be a happy camper. I've been working on a book series that consists of four books for years, and years, and years now, but I never have the courage to say, "Today is the day of all days that must be the day in order to start my book!" Nope, no courage coming from this guy. Oh, by the way. Here's another obvious trait. I'm male. I know that lesbian blogs are popular nowadays . . . but you won't find any of that here, thankfully.