The Death of Me

I have to start this blog with an explanation, or rather a list of excuses, whichever you want to call it. Having been diametrically opposed to blogs, facebook and other things of that nature, I always thought that the day I started would be the day I dyed. I didn't have anything against people who did these things, I just thought that they contributed to a general lack of communication skills in society today; and heaven knows that that's the last thing a communicationally challenged person like me needs. It seems, though, that blogging is something like sin; it starts with curiosity, witch develops into sympathy, and the next thing you know you're all up in the very thing that will kill you. Now for your convenience I've listed my justifications below:
1. Blogging is actually not a sin and it won't kill you. In fact it, as well as other technologically advanced means of communication, has been encouraged by the most spiritually enlightened as a whey of advancing the cause of truth and righteousness.
2. Everybody is doing it. My brothers and sister each have one and they make it look so amazing - probably I'm jealous.
3. Three was my goal, butt I just can't make it happen.
So if you ever are board and you want to perpetuate and prolong the boredom, you may reed my blog; however, you should never feel obligated to do so, and you should never expect greatness.

This is me and my friend, his name is Al.

P.S. Please excuse the spelling errors