Darn. I was going to start a whole section (Page) on this Blog, simply for the purpose of posting random and miscelleaneous posts about various fashion trends, ideas, websites, finds and looks. But I am now aware that when you make a page on this blog site, it merely makes a single page, with a title and description. I am slightly OCD and love to be organized (This is why my friends refer to me as an "Orga-Nazi" lol), and the idea of having all my posts higgelty-piggelty on one page is grating on my nerves. I mean, honestly, do you want to skip from marriage, to island living, to why I think Clogs are the devil's own invention? *CLOGS? I mean seriously? This is what women are wearing??? It was bad enough they came around at all, but now they're here again? Oy... But this is for another rant, at a later time. Honestly, I could fill a PAGE with my Anti-Clog sentiments*
I am simply, annoyed.
And I had such a lovely idea for my first Fashion Rant... Oh well. Mayhaps tomorrow? By then I should have restructured my thoughts to un-include additional pages for posts.
I will, however, leave you with this that I found today while wandering around the Internet... Enjoy!
Ink This!
This is most def one Ink trend I will never, ever follow. Ever!
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Friday, June 25, 2010
Thursday, June 3, 2010
Day One. With No Gal Friday in Sight!
Opening Blog. And what should it consist of? Why Blogs, natch!
I've always wondered why people feel the need to share their innermost thoughts with virtual strangers on the Web. It's been a bit of a mystery to me up to now. Especially considering that kats that I know with their own blogs tend to be slightly narcissistic in nature, ranting only about themselves and their opinions on things of no consequence to us "Normal" folks. *Whatever THAT may be. Most of the blogs that I've seen friends start ARE read. Mostly by themselves and the occasional time I log on to see what there is to see, and if it's anything I need to concern myself with. Usually it's not.
However, having given the matter careful thought, and having been a die-hard journal-er for many moons, I have come to the conclusion that there IS some merit to having a creative outlet for your self expressions. *And not being able to draw a straight line without the aid of a ruler makes Art a no-go for people like me. I miss my journal days, and the beautifully bound, lined books which I would fill with random thoughts, poems, short stories and wonderful memories, lovingly transcribing every page so that in the future I could look back at myself and have a good laugh (or cry, as needed).
I have minor tremors in my hands, and after going back to school last year I've noted that any length of writing leaves me trembling and sore. I dislike seeing my simple words transformed into chicken scratch, merely because my body is betraying me. My brain works and functions as well as ever, and I find literary flotsam and jetsam randomly popping into my mind only to be lost forever if I fail to acknowledge them and write them down. I must admit, the Blog seems like the perfect idea for someone like myself!
I am constantly on the computer, type fast, and it seems the creativity flows as well as if I was using a lined notebook and a Papermate Blue Ink Pen (my personal go-to items). I still have my old journals, every last one of them. I hope to take some time and reread them and maybe post some excerpts from them, to be rehashed with a new perspective as I tumble through the past and the present. Always looking forward to the future!
Maybe, just maybe Blogging is not such a bad thing after all...
ZB
I've always wondered why people feel the need to share their innermost thoughts with virtual strangers on the Web. It's been a bit of a mystery to me up to now. Especially considering that kats that I know with their own blogs tend to be slightly narcissistic in nature, ranting only about themselves and their opinions on things of no consequence to us "Normal" folks. *Whatever THAT may be. Most of the blogs that I've seen friends start ARE read. Mostly by themselves and the occasional time I log on to see what there is to see, and if it's anything I need to concern myself with. Usually it's not.
However, having given the matter careful thought, and having been a die-hard journal-er for many moons, I have come to the conclusion that there IS some merit to having a creative outlet for your self expressions. *And not being able to draw a straight line without the aid of a ruler makes Art a no-go for people like me. I miss my journal days, and the beautifully bound, lined books which I would fill with random thoughts, poems, short stories and wonderful memories, lovingly transcribing every page so that in the future I could look back at myself and have a good laugh (or cry, as needed).
I have minor tremors in my hands, and after going back to school last year I've noted that any length of writing leaves me trembling and sore. I dislike seeing my simple words transformed into chicken scratch, merely because my body is betraying me. My brain works and functions as well as ever, and I find literary flotsam and jetsam randomly popping into my mind only to be lost forever if I fail to acknowledge them and write them down. I must admit, the Blog seems like the perfect idea for someone like myself!
I am constantly on the computer, type fast, and it seems the creativity flows as well as if I was using a lined notebook and a Papermate Blue Ink Pen (my personal go-to items). I still have my old journals, every last one of them. I hope to take some time and reread them and maybe post some excerpts from them, to be rehashed with a new perspective as I tumble through the past and the present. Always looking forward to the future!
Maybe, just maybe Blogging is not such a bad thing after all...
ZB