To tell you the truth (or at least mine), the only time writing annoys me is when I'm not doing it. Reading is annoying sometimes, but writing fills me with a greater sense of satisfaction than almost anything else. Reading does, certainly, annoy me sometimes. But, free writing is one of the few instances where the word 'free'� truly applies. In essence this is free writing: skldy ruo; I-0gfs8 ljs hghghghg sdljk opiew fiusc *^%^@_0jkdobu tter fl ydfsuoiuvxcjkl 0sgf ejrkl vc0x- sdklj 30qri But, barely anybody understands what I just wrote, most dismiss it as nonsense, and nobody will read it other than me. Theoretically, if I can understand the meaning of that sentence above, it becomes writing. I can assign meaning to it. I can make it make sense. I can say 'skldy'� stands for the fundamental state of humans as beings that understand mortality, and 'tter fl'� describes an evolved caterpillar (in real life, I misspelled 'caterpillar'� twice before I spellchecked [and according to spell check, 'spellcheck' is not a word] it). Freewriting (which Microsoft fails to recognize) is a word. Freewriting is one of our strongest words, our strongest concept. Of course, 'our'� are writers. I could have written that any way, but I liked the idea of the awkwardness of saying 'our are.'� It made me laugh, as a reader. And, this made me wonder if 'our'� really means writers and readers. On this site, you don't become someone's writer; you become their reader. Then is all writing just food for readers? Is writing just the word to describe creating reading? Both words are tricky with the capability to be nouns and verbs. Like, the reading I'm reading now can affect the writing I'm writing later. Reading annoys me sometimes. Sometimes, I come across a reading (someone else's writing) that annoys me for one reason or another. Who likes to be annoyed? The internet is largely reading, newspapers, magazines, books, even TV has a large amount of reading. Next time, pay attention to all the words in commercials and all the words on news and sports channels. Words are everywhere, and reading them is virtually a nonstop thing. I find myself most annoyed when standing in the checkout line at the supermarket, as the obnoxious words of the gossip rags scream at me. I have read volumes of uplifting and educational readings, but reading annoys me sometimes. Writing has never been anything but enjoyable to me. Reading something I wrote has been annoying. But writing has never annoyed me, not even in the least. I write probably ten hours a day, every day, sometimes much more. Most of this is writing that means little to me, but it pays my bills. I guess, I make some of it interesting, and just putting words together to me is preferable to selling insurance or digging ditches. But, I think it may be robbing from my other structured writing ventures, as to unwind I practice largely freewriting, like this, or other types of masturbatory inside joke stories on other websites. Freewriting, to me, reigns supreme over everything. Just writing anything I want is an impulse I cannot control (I've already spent too much time on this blog, even after I intended only on explaining in writerly terms why I haven't been up here in much, and why I have to go write now, neither of which things have been mentioned and now I'm getting tired) and I find myself indulging all the time. I write a poem while working; I write at stoplights; I write now (right now). I call it all practice. Every word I write is practice for something, though the something remains unknown. Professional ambitions and creative ambitions sometimes disagree, but in something they combine. I guess I know the something somewhat, but that's another blog entirely. This one will end abruptly with no conclusions, except writing is awesome (one aspect to my writing is that I don't use many exclamation points)! There are too many esoteric instances in this stream-of-consciousness paragraph that are lost on just about everyone. Will I eventually devolve into writing strange code for esoteric purposes? Maybe. Is there something wrong with that, though, if that's what I'm into? Maybe, I'll enjoy reading it after I wrote it, because it's all about the reading. I wondered if I should split it up into paragraphs to make it easier for you, the reader, but I decided against it. I want a reader who will get here to feel like they earned it. A reading that gets to the final thought in this writing after following all the previous thoughts is the reader this writer wants. I write for readers. I do it for you (as I read this later). I just hope my writing makes good reading. But, good reading to whom? You (me). I'll try to make it worthwhile (though my blogs are always written in one orgasm of thought).

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