I'm half-awake, but what the hell? Let's have a go at a blog post.
I'm trying to keep this as updated as possible, though I'm not entirely sure why. This isn't an emo, whiny thing, as a disclaimer for what's about to be said, just reflection.
I don't have a significant following on the site, but I think it's nice to know that regardless of how active I am in the open community, at least this leaves a mark on the site as to my activity.
Alright, now to talk about something or nothing at all, considering I'm not really giving any thought before any of this is going down. I'm going to regret this horrendous crime against decent writing tommorrow when I look back and see that I'm writing in a pathetic imitation of stream of conciousness, but for now that's not an issue.
I'm trying to get together some things for a Suicide Boys set at the moment, but between not being on the site long, not being known, not having significant pictures on the site, and not having a solid friend base yet, this's going to prove to be a bit rough to get off the ground. I believe I've got a winning idea, but hell, no way to know that at this point. Having a vision and bringing it to life in a physical medium are two very different things. I'll figure it out at some point or another. I'm far too fond of vanity to let this go easily though.
As for everything else, life is good. I'm appreciating the beauty found on the site, thoroughly enjoying the new fight club set in particular. Outside of the site, all is well. Nothing to complain about and it's too early in life for opportunity to have flown the coop. Let's do this!
After I sleep of course...
I'm trying to keep this as updated as possible, though I'm not entirely sure why. This isn't an emo, whiny thing, as a disclaimer for what's about to be said, just reflection.
I don't have a significant following on the site, but I think it's nice to know that regardless of how active I am in the open community, at least this leaves a mark on the site as to my activity.
Alright, now to talk about something or nothing at all, considering I'm not really giving any thought before any of this is going down. I'm going to regret this horrendous crime against decent writing tommorrow when I look back and see that I'm writing in a pathetic imitation of stream of conciousness, but for now that's not an issue.
I'm trying to get together some things for a Suicide Boys set at the moment, but between not being on the site long, not being known, not having significant pictures on the site, and not having a solid friend base yet, this's going to prove to be a bit rough to get off the ground. I believe I've got a winning idea, but hell, no way to know that at this point. Having a vision and bringing it to life in a physical medium are two very different things. I'll figure it out at some point or another. I'm far too fond of vanity to let this go easily though.
As for everything else, life is good. I'm appreciating the beauty found on the site, thoroughly enjoying the new fight club set in particular. Outside of the site, all is well. Nothing to complain about and it's too early in life for opportunity to have flown the coop. Let's do this!
After I sleep of course...