Birthdays and blogs...

So, I've never blogged before and I don't really follow any blogs or read blogs all that extensively but here I am nevertheless.

Actually, the creation of this blog account probably has something to do with it being my birthday today, as I tend to do somewhat offbeat, out-of-character things like start a blog when I hear another year click into place.

Last year it was MySpace.

I've been on it maybe twice since.

Basically what I'm saying is that I don't anticipate my becoming a frequent or even infrequent blogger now that I have a page to endulge in the freakish public/private quality of the internet and ramble on about shit for strangers/friends to read. But who knows. Stranger things have happened.

Anyway, as you can tell, I worship at the altar of Joss Whedon (no, not really, I just like all of his work) and was an original Buffy fan, something original Buffy fans tend to stress to bandwagon Buffy fans in even the casualest of conversations. (I don't really know if casualest is a word and I'm even a little concerned I've used the wrong altar/alter for some reason. Normally I would look these things up before posting them anywhere. Today, because it is my birthday, I suspect, I am obviously trying to living on the edge.)

I like a lot of other things, too, which I'm sure I will speak about in blogs to come (those blogs I will probably never get around to writing). In fact, I have come to describe myself a fan of being a fan, caught in some mobius loop of fandom. Whatever that means. I've actually only described myself that way once before; twice, now, including the description contained in this blog. (How many times can I say blog in my first blog posting? This many times, it appears.)

That's all I really want to say right now. Are you supposed to sign off on these things? Probably.