Erratic

This summer I finally finished reading a book I started last December. When I first picked up Rumors (of another world) by Philip Yancey, I failed to appreciate his style of writing. I kept looking out the plane window as I anticipated my arrival in Taiwan. Consequently, I didn't get pass page 24 -- for five months. (I actually left my copy in Taiwan thinking I'd never see it again -- but miraculously it found its way back into my hands by means of loving parents)

But right now I don't feel like critiquing Rumors of another world. My initial intention of blogging was to rant about how the ink on receipts fade over time -- so after six months how can you prove you paid for the bigmac you ate when your proof-of-purchase faded into a clean white sheet of paper?

But I couldn't jump right into that. So I wrote about my love for books (I attempted to start this blog by writing "I read and occasionaly abanbon books," but I couldn't get pass the first sentence.) And from my love of books, I jumped to something else like . . .

Quirky, flat things I use as bookmarks (which include, but are not limited to, the falling:)

-receipts from fast food restaurants
-cash (dalawampung piso)
-starbucks business cards
-short stories about selfish puppies
-loose paper containing words I need to look up next time I'm near a dictionary (or quotes)
-cebu pacific boarding passes
-la salle gate passes
-mcdonald coupons

But I couldn't organize my thoughts into something understandable and follow-able. So that's why you're reading what you're reading right now. I'm guessing that right now, you are scratching your head, confused and annoyed that I just wasted 5 minutes of your time because of my inability to organize my thoughts into something comprehendable.

Conclusion: Irregular blogging will throw you off your game.