a creative outlet

I should have known that I needed more structure in my life. Graduating from university has left me with a hole, rather on the large side, that I haven't been able to adequately fill. It's coming to a head (hence the blogging) as I try to fill the gaps with various endeavors that generally keep me occupied. I've started exercising, but with remnants of post-nasal drip I don't like venturing outside to go running, so I keep it all indoor-friendly stuff. I've always liked cooking, but I don't relish going shopping for new materials. I still create new concoctions and try out recipes I come across on TV or online, but the whole cooking thing hasn't been enough. Lately I've had music and lyrics running through my head, so I've been trying to take stuff down in case anything is worth actually working with, and that has helped soothe things, but I feel like I have to do something that actually goes somewhere. I guess I need school again. Good thing I've already applied to a bunch of law schools. :P

--brandon

to blog or to not blog?

Sometimes I think I'm so full-to-bursting with outlandish and overgrown ideas and opinions that I need some venue to vent. I'm not unconvinced that that's fairly normal, and likely healthy, but the need to get everything out and down has been gnawing at me recently. Therefore, in an attempt to calm my intercranial cacophony, I will blog. Hopefully blogging will do its job and quell the craziness, but I'm capable of coping with my own drivel should it fail.

Voicing my mind to the mindless and casting my thoughts to the ether, I'll probably look for some outside affirmation that what I'm doing has some worth, so I invite anyone who stumbles upon my blog, by my prompting or otherwise, to comment. Heckling and snide remarks are welcomed and encouraged. I don't really intend to hold back my opinion, so why would I ask anyone else to do otherwise? If I'm that offended by your remarks, I'll just delete them. It is my blog, after all.

I also warn anyone and everyone that I sometimes wax needlessly and stupidly eloquent. That's what sometimes happens when my fingers meet the keyboard. Sometimes I'll be zany, sometimes I'll be incomprehensible, sometimes I'll alliterate (mostly when my mind is fast enough to think ahead of my fingers), and sometimes I'll sound overly formal. My voice, typed out, is much different from my voice, heard. I think my mouth is faster than my fingers, and my mind can't keep up. That's why I try to keep quiet whenever any quasi-intellectual babble is going on. I'd rather think things out before I voice my thoughts.

Oh, and I babble. A lot. Deal with it. It's part of my stream-of-consciousness writing style that comes in handy for journaling or blogging. If I didn't do it, I'd do too much self-censoring. Maybe the world would be a better place if I did it, but I stick my tongue out at the world. :P

--brandon