What have I gotten myself into?!

Like really...what HAVE I gotten myself into?! I believe that I'm not interesting enough to string together more than three consecutive interesting sentences, nor do I believe I am funny enough to consecutively create laughter throughout (within? from?) my target audience (being anyone that breathes, reads and has a computer with what is known as "internet").

But I like writing, I love reading and I believe I have a knack for out-of-the-box thoughts, so here I am with my own blog, and my often incoherant thoughts displayed for all the world (or at least a 50 year old man named 'Bubba' that wears women's underwear sitting by his computer with potato chips and grease oozing from every pore) to see.

I value and respect actual authors, real writers such as the likes of juggernauts Stephen King, Frank Peretti, John Marsden, Michael Crichton and Gary Paulsen - just to name a few. Although I have studied Stephen King's book 'On Writing' I still am devastatingly disastrous in my disposition of writing and will not claim to come near the mega-star writer that he has become. But I vow to write honestly, and as humorously as possible within this blog to entertain 50 year old Bubba, myself and whoever drunkenly stumbles across this blog. Also, as Stephen King warns, I will never end a sentence with a preposition. This is my pact to you as an audience.

As you read this remember that I am a mere 22 year old (going on 23 in 2 days) uni student (Griffith....ugh...) with too much time on his hands or too much procrastinational* skills depending on my "higher education" standings, not a mega billionaire writer with seven Magnum Opus's (or opi? whatever the plural of that cra-azy latin word is).

So with that I hope you enjoy the journey I take you on, it will have it's pitfalls, it's peaks and it's blah blah blah...so enjoy, and remember:

I first coined the phrase "Griffith: We're at the lower end of higher learning"...

*procrastinational? Lachlan, what are you thinking?! Stephen King will dig a grave just to lie down and roll in it over the butchery of the english language you display.