hopeful...

for the second. i believe that is what I said. although, it has been a few months. but hope is like that, isn't it?

angela is standing over my shoulder right now, correcting my every word. i just told her she crushes my creativity... her emotional response only seemed to further damper my excitment for blog writing. i'll write later.

one

'first' things are supposed to be exciting. a first kiss, a first job, first base... so i feel a strange amount of pressure to perform on my first posting. the problem is that i am finding this nothing like a first kiss or a first job; thankfully, it is nothing like first base either.

i am hopeful for my second...