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05:11pm 12/03/2004
  I figure since I've been left with absolutely nothing on the world wide intarweb, I might as well publish some sort of a journal. However, I must proclaim that yes, Blurty sucks unusually large amounts of lint of the intellectual testicles of online journals, but then again, all of you greedy LiveJournal and DeadJournal fucks refuse to give me your fucking "codes". Which is ridiculous, because it's really just a sham by the websites' servers to save bandwith. At least Blurty can support its own server.
I'm also aware that developing this journal goes against everything I've said in the past, but I've come to the point where I really don't care. I can assure you, however, that this very journal will not be horribly "OMG ANGST DEPRESSION GOTH TEEN POETRY HAIKU UP MY DARKENED ASSHOLE BLEED MY VEINS UNTIL YOUR LOVE CONQUERS ALL". If it does, chances are I will commit seppuku. If you don't know what seppuku means: http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=seppuku&f=1
Also, I am very well aware that there is a widely expected 70% chance that Blurty will delete this journal after a month or so.
So check back soon. Or I will fork out your eyes and launch them at your children with a potato gun.