I realize I haven't been writing much on this blog this past few days, in fact I haven't been writing here much at all. I've been around, I lurk a bit and think things to myself, but I confess I have a hard time talking about myself. Here as in real life. What is real life anyway? The internet is part of our world now.

I apologize for my lack of imagination. I don't really know what's even appropriate for a blog. I wrote a song called "Ode to necrophilia" about a year ago as a joke, but I hardly think anyone that doesn't know will "get it", and by "get it" I mean laugh and not freak the fuck out. My writing isn't always PG-13. I'm exploring and thinking, so maybe my blog will get better soon.

I'm hoping to start my etsy shop this week and next. I'm also wishing the shipping costs won't be too high here since I often get put off by the price of shipping & Handling. I'm desperately going to try to make a living out of something I like doing. I don't plan on it being my career, but one never knows where they'll end up. Maybe I'll be a Ventriloquist.