I've been thinking about journaling for a while now, giving it half hearted efforts here and there. I figured since my art life is becoming more active, and my DA life as a result of that, I may as well give my inner exhibitionist a little more room to play and post my thoughts here. Does anybody really want to read yet another logbook of occasionally coherent rambling, specifically mine? I hope so, because I'm an attention whore with an inferiority complex that keeps me from being outgoing in my corporeal life. As to why anyone would care, I think it would be because they're voyeurs like me. I'm extremely unsure about myself, so I'm fascinated by watching other people go about their lives and reading what they write about. If it ultimately turns out that nobody really wants to read this, that's OK. Disappointing, but OK. At least I've written; that's the whole bloody point of this to being with.

Now, I need a cigarette...