So I decided to jump on the blog bandwagon, because, just perhaps, I may have something to say (just maybe).
It's kind of cool to think that though I'm posting this into cyberspace, that big dark hole of intrigue for me, someone somewhere could be reading, whether that's 20 minutes or 20,000 miles away from me. How cool is that?
But I doubt that will happen, since I have no intention of telling many people about this. So if you happened to wander here because you somewhere put the words 'it happens' into a search in google and this link showed up on page 58720772033.4, welcome.
I don't know what I will write about yet, but I will come up with something.
Although, I feel the need to sound off right now on the weather. SNOW IS EVIL! Snow's weekly appointment with northern NJ is upsetting me right now. And not for the most normal reason. It's 9.20am and I actually want to go to work. In Newark. I know, why? It's not that I love my job - it's fine for now - but I want to go and make money so I can hoarde it and get the hell out of here.
So I'm now going to go brave the roads to get to the train, which will be late, and take my invisible skis and shoeshoes to trek through downtown Newark, since they are not entirely sure how to clear the sidewalks there for walking. But thank you Newark, for providing me with a daily workout routine.
