You may or may not have known that I really got tired of my randomly made up nickname some years ago... never enough to do something about it, but it was still a minor constant frustration. Just a real shame kaolin remains both taken and _almost_ entirely unused. But kaolinfire is me. Me is me. Hmm. I went by "me" for a long time. So many names over the years...
I'm 30, now.
That's a pic from 2001, right around when I joined LiveJournal.
My first post:
this that and the other
a journal, eh? I've started these on paper before, once or twice, swapped from time to time, written things in the wrong places, and overall dropped them.
This is ... as much a journal as anything else, or I presume it will be, we shall see what it becomes (and if I return) -- we is me, I'll presume. I will not grasp for the ... oddly placed ... hope that someone reads these exhibitionist writings. God, I sound full of myself.
So. Why am I here? Preferably to make people think, hopefully to get folks interacting with the stuff I post, and partially just to see what happens (kinda what I live by).
To that end ... this journal will mainly be me freely associating from word to word to concept to rant to word (potentially related to a project I'm considering regarding free association).
Another reason this is here is (brain mangles) ... I think I'm trying to say too much all at once without any cohesion. Lacking cohesion is fine when you're not trying to say anything, but... oy.
right. we'll see what happens. Or I will, at least. probably.
Time has passed. I've seen things... but do I know what they are? I think I've failed on "making people think", but that sort of fell by the wayside. Who knew this would be a community? Thanks, you. :)