Day One Post One

My girlfriend Killer has been sitting here with me as I start this. She's addicted to blogs. Reads them every day at work. I've actually only checked out a couple and have avoided the addiction.

Then came last week. She and I went to a Raven's preseason game. We were late to the game because of traffic, so I missed seeing the starters play. Then to top it off, as if all the nonsense in the wake of Katrina wasn't enough, I spent $3.36 per gallon for gas. I was infuriated. Enough so, that I think I scared Killer a little. I was ballistic. The next day I was working in front of the TV watching CNN (my start-up just bombed) and I replied to one of Jack Cafferty's daily questions. It was carthartic. I felt relieved. Most of all, Killer has finally come out of hiding since I seem less threatening.

Soooo...I guess you could say this is a form of therapy for me. God only knows if I'll keep up with this or what. NOTE: I've never been a person of routine so I don't think the odds for this are great. But we'll see. If anyone does actually read this, then cool. If not, then I'm still having my therapy...