What the Heck

What the heck. Since i started blogging, (which was not my idea in the first place, i was given a rather light shove from someone I know, whose name, to no consequence is not of yours.) So, since i started blogging, i've been more and more apprehensive, because there are so many people that know where to find MY words, and MY essays. Isn't that wierd? I thought so


It all started but a couple months ago, during September, when i became enticed in the fact that i could own this little spot on the internet, without knowing .html programming, or java script. It was kind of fun knowing that i could come onto this website, and do whatever the heck i wanted, and write whatever i wanted, knowing that someone somewhere would read this and look to the topish right corner of the page, and say, hey, I don't know who Tyler Lindstrom is, but he has some interesting things to say, and some interesting opionions to opinionate upon. So now I'm here, typing this thing, to explain to everyone who reads this, what to expect, and what kinds of things they should get out of this (although there won't be any explaining about what you'll get out of this, that was just a disclaimer.) This is just a disclaimer, as i said in the parinthesis.

You will attain nothing heightening, or spiritually pleasing from any of the articles on this website.... Blog* But you may attain the look of a 15 year old high school student, who has an oppinion, though not publicly given, on every single solitary subject in the world. And it goes without saying, that within the mere 16 articles, and over 3,000 words i have posted here, that not all topics in the world are adequately covered, and many of them should. But hey, i have a life sometimes too.

Well, what seems like a very long week, tomorrow is thursday, and a "B" day, and what not. So I have a lot to go through before the weekend, which is the time i thrive in. You know, a little bit of reading.... A lot of reading* But that isn't important...

Poetry hasn't found a spot in my heart for like several weeks now, and i think i should busy myself in compiling a list of terms and rhythms, so that i can make a new poem, that will make all my others look like kids games. So until i post again....

Goodbye,

Xymus