Why no one will ever read this

This is my blog. i dislike blogs. and blogging. it sounds wet adn sloppy. and not in the good way.

but i made it so i can practice writing every single day.

tomorrow i graduate form college adn set out into teh world to try to make my dreams come true.

what are they? too numerous to count. i guess i gotta start small-- basics first and all that. i feel a lot like that guy from that rankin-bass claymation christmas special. it think it was jack frost-- he wanted to be human, so he got the east wind or some shit to change him into a human. simple enough, right? but he wanted to stay human-- permanently. so here's the recipe:

in order to stay human forever, you gotta have a house, a job, a horse, and a wife.


so, i got a horse, or a truck, anyway...


i've never really felt human. don't get me wrong, it' not like i'm a furry or anything. it's more like i'm a monster. some kind of chimeric amalgam of everything i've ever seen.

well, i'm gonna try to be human.
oh, and one last thing. wherever i go next, i'm going to introduce myself as Jack. not in honor of the claymation dude. i don't even like christmas. it's a pasable nickname for me adn i feel in need of a new identity.

so, i'll be checking in from time to time... or every day... whichever is first.