This is intolerable!

Crap.

I'm staring at this blank page, trying to organize my thoughts. I was so very excited to start a blog. I had wanted one for a while now (though not quite as long as I have wanted a pony), but now that it's here, all those danged drafts I wrote in my head just up and left me. Perhaps that is a good thing.

Maybe I should introduce myself? Do bloggers do that? Goodness, I feel like I've joined this club. 'Club Blogger'. 'Tis tres chic. Although....until I get evidence that I am actually being read (or at least my page had been viewed) I will feel pretty awkward about this whole blogger club thing. That's the hazing for Club Blogger; my blog has to be a tad more circulated. 

I suppose first off I should explain that I am ADD. (as if the previous paragraph didn't scream ADD to you, dearest reader) I don't say that I *have* ADD, because I've never been diagnosed by a medical professional. However, mine own extensive reading (and being somewhat of a hypocondriac) hath diagnosed me (myself?) as ADD. As I am getting impatient with how slowly thoughts can be typed, I'll get around to showing you why I believe such. But for now, all you need to know is that I turn off most of my filters when I write. You know that people have filters, right? Like 'Oh, I really shouldn't say that my brother looks like he lost some more hair, so I won't'. I keep a moderate filter on my mouth, but my fingers are magic (that deaf, dumb, and blind kid....) so everything you read, I think. I will proofread, and make it more or less entertaining and, well, readable for you, kind reader, but the long and short of it is you are getting my thoughts. Holy crap, look out.

Also! I like to cuss. Well. Okay. I cuss. Whether or not I take joy in cussing could be debated. And I like paraentheses. I like them a lot, mostly because I think in paraentheses. Now I could go be all hypocondriac on you and say it's cause I've got a split personality or am bipolar or sutin', but I'll just let you make your own conclusions about my parenthetical thinking.

Gosh. That's scary. Me writing and not interpreting for the intended recipient? This is new, and frightening (redundant, I know). I usually have to clarify a thousand times for people as to what I mean.

Maybe I should have just titled my blog Serendipity's Ramblings? Oh well. I'll get to the why of my blog's name tomorrow. Perhaps. You just can't wait, can you, fine reader? 

P.S. Did any of this make any sense? Hello? Anyone out there?....

P.P.S. I'd love if people would tell me if they get my inside jokes. Cause then you'd be inside, and we'd be friends or sutin'. And I like friends.