Thus It Began

Apparently the course of human history has taken such a woefully wrong turn that it became needful for me to be able to inflict my broken little ethos on others. If I, perhaps, find some cathartic release in screaming from my soapbox until my eyes bleed, all the better. I've never really been a fan of either blogging or bloggers, but perhaps its time for that to change.

Before beginning this possibly unhealthy activity officially, I would like to take a moment to make something very clear. This is not about attention seeking, or angst, or drama. If you seek those things go elsewhere, for I have no use for you. Having said that, sad/unpleasant things happen to people. Should they happen to me, and be translated into text and appear in this blog... Ya know what? I'm going to try to prevent that from happening. It's better for everyone that way.

Right, Well. This is Post #1. Blame Adam.

I suppose its best to begin with the basics.

• My name is Nicholas, I go by Niq. (yes that's a Q, its not witty or clever or unique, its my name)
• I'm a quarter of a century old.
• I was born in TX, but moved to MD before age 2. Lived in this depressingly semi-police state ever since. It might be taking it too far to liken my place of residence to, say, Nazi occupied Poland. So I wont.
• Ive been a Dishwasher, a DirecWay Service and Installation Technician, Several flavors of Manager, a Tree Removal person, a cook, a bartender, a bouncer and a Remote Maintenance Tech. In and around all that I've tried very hard to be a student. Should have A+ soon enough.
• I write, read, run, play WoW too much, play Bass Guitar, and spend the bulk of my time pacing the few cleared square inches inside my much abused skull.
  

What you can expect here: Tirades on things that make me angry enough to remember them long enough to post them, Quotes from people who said things I wish I had, Responses to queries put to me by my loyal public (In case you aren't aware, thats you now, deal with it).

Thats all you get.