the baby

this weekend marks the debut of 'the baby' a conceptual band consisting of two of everything. it also marks the final horrah of having fun before school completely sucks the soul out of me, possibly in a good way. i signed up for a creative writing class that i have come to find out is subtitled 'sex and death' which is particularly up my alley. 

if you are ever looking for a hard to watch movie (and this is coming from me) i recommend 'bad boy bubby'. it is a delightful picture out of Australia circa the early nineties and is painful. 

also, you can't stop joss whedon. angel keeps getting better and better.

the beginning

I've never really been comfortable with the idea of keeping a blog, but having been addicted to reading other peoples' for about eight years now I can't really give myself a good explanation as to why I'm not writing one. The obvious benefits of creating a journal in cyberspace are enticing, plus this seems like a good project to begin since a lot of my friends are scattered over the country. I don't have a clue as to the direction this will take, but it seems like fun.