As it says, a place where I put thoughts and feelings and whatnot. You may be interested, you may not. Qui sache?
Why am I doing this? Partly, because it helps me think sometimes. Partly, because it helps keep me writing. Partly .... because.
But, Dear Reader, you may be asking: Will I see the real stuff? Will I see the deep stuff? Will I see guts spread out on my screen? And the answer is ... possibly. Probably not. Rarely at best. Why not? Because, Dear Reader, I don't really know you, do I? As far as I can tell at the moment, you're all those wonderful but faceless people out there in the aether. Besides, let's face it: as irritating as life can be sometimes, my life is rather angst-light (pardon: angst lite) at the moment. And when my issues concern other people ... well, dear Reader, it strikes me as rather unfair to tell you about these issues before I've told them.
Also, because this journal tends to be more humorous more often than I ever expected it would be. Apparently, I actually have a sense of humor. Who knew? I suspect it goes with my utter inability to take vast chunks of the world seriously, no matter what it would prefer.
At the moment, things seem to be falling into a few general topic areas:
- tales from the penis
- entries about sex, sexuality, and my uninformed thoughts thereupon.
- soup and salad days
- entries that touch, however tangentially it may be, on food.
- pretty much self explanitory, I'd expect.
- the west
- because, it's where I'm from and because, of course, everyone else gets it wrong. Unless they were born there, in which case they don't.
- everything else.
- Current events, daily life, online controversy, other fun stuff ... take your pick. It'll all be there, eventually.
Oh, and that first topic area (and the last one, come to think of it), means that entries will frequently be unsuitable for the small and tender among us. Hide the kiddies. Unless they're well educated and broad minded kiddies ... nah, hide 'em anyway.
ALL names are assigned or assumed unless otherwise noted or I forgot or something.
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