Sticken' with it
Posted @ 10:39 a.m. on 2006-01-02

First of all many thanks to that Ultimate Rocker Smash for Adding me to his Rocker Posse and inviting me to Rock.com. That’s good shit.

I've been thinking of writing this entry for a long time. I have been around D-land for about 4 years. The Wifey got started and tried to get me into it. I stuck with it for a couple of weeks but I never found my place. Diary Land just wasn’t in my nature. Over the years, I have tried to start at least 4 different diaries and never kept up. I would start out like blazing guns and then look back and see that I was writing about really stupid stuff. I even tried a recipe diary so I could create or try new recipes and post reviews and pictures of the food. That didn’t stick because I got too time and money consuming. Once again….it wasn’t my cuppa joe, if you know what I mean. This one I tried to write in but lost interest, and This one was my recipe diary. There was something missing from the both of them. I think it was the layouts and how they didn’t really bring out my personality or psychosis.

This time it is a bit different. I have decided to get mot involved with Wifey’s d-land world. It first started as just a topic for good wholesome conversation. Then it became more. I spent more time searching for a layout that suited me then I had before. I also made it a point to make most of the changes to it myself rather than have Wifey do it. I have learned a little bit during my travels and found it enjoyable.

The writing bit was a challenge. I was never a good writer and never could spell well. Right now I am writing this entry in Microsoft word so I can spell check while I go. Usually it took Wifey to tell me that I misspelled something before I noticed it. My thoughts were always there it was just difficult to put them on paper…..er screen. I have found somewhere to go and get inspiration. Wifey’s diary is a good source for it, but she and I experience the same thing and writing about it would sound like a broken record. By the stroke of luck, he found me. I read his diary, even though they do get quite long, every day and find the most interesting perspective. The smallest thing can be made into a great deal, and funny at that. You know who you are and I am not blowing smoke up your ass. I truly enjoy the entries and aim to write with a different perspective because of it. That is all.

”It’s not who you are on the inside, It’s what you do that defines you”