A venture into the unknown.

When I graduated high school and headed out on my own to drink in all the fountain of life had to offer, I hardly expected things to look the way they do now. I'm 18, drinking a can of Schlitz, and typing my first blog entry on a second-hand laptop in a third-rate apartment. Still, it's a life and it's my own. And I'm a writer and so am compelled on some level to document it for whomever may stumble upon these writings. Not because I feel my life is anything special, or that I'm somehow more deserving of attention than you, my roommates, or my peers. It's that I think all of our lives are special, and everyone's lives deserve attention down to the minutest detail. Unfortunately, if everyone wrote blogs about every detail in their life no one would have any time to read them. Or if I spent all my time reading every blog I came across, I wouldn't have time to write my own. Thus is the central dilemma of my life.

So it is I find myself spilling my thoughts out for perfect strangers. My life is my own, but through these words I seek to share it. Spread it around a bit like a soulful jelly on the toast of human commonality. And in-so-doing, I hope that you can relate, that you can understand, and find in my own experience the experience of you, your brothers, your sisters, your dog. And in-so-doing, maybe we can together overcome what is the central dilemma of my life: the existential isolation I feel from you, your brothers, your sisters, and your dog.

I intend to chronicle everything from my trials and tribulations as a new participant in this mighty, whirring and yet faltering national economy of ours to my fumbling attempts at achieving a meaningful romantic connection with a member of the opposite sex. But I promise you this, to always do so in a manner worthy of your attention, by that I mean an honest, direct, uncompromising manner. As I stride into adulthood, I don't believe in having anything to hide. I'm an open book, a daily newspaper (also open), and even a Bible of sorts, the sort that is open.

So bear with me as I venture out into this unknown world of adulthood, the world of responsibility, the world of possibility, the world of sex, lies, and (digital) videotapes, a rapidly changing world spinning around me as I try to find a footing before plunging into the depths of the fiery pit before me without breaking my neck on the ladder I have to climb one rung at a time into the heights of freedom from the shackles of bondage that have held their boot on my neck for too long. This single challenge being, of course, the central dilemma of my life.