Initial Posting

Wow. Do I hate blank spaces and new beginnings. I am intimiated by both. In the interests of confronting both issues, I am starting this blog.

I do not have delusions of blog grandeur. I am sure that the only people who will read through these ramblings are my friends, and my mother, if she could figure out how to get online.

I have no specific plan for this space. I thought I would just write about the ridiculousness that is my daily existence.

For example, today was a beautiful Spring Friday. Most of the VPs at my office were AWOL, and the rest of the corporate staff started bailing at 2. By 4, my office was a virtual wasteland. Naturally, my boss was the only one left in the building. I left at 6, and was treated to a, "Leaving already?" on my way out. My blood boils. More on that later. I am sure the bile and hate engendered by this person will spew forth on more than one occasion.

I had a hard time coming up with a title for this blog. Naming things is a huge responsibility, and not to be taken lightly. I am convinced that if my mother had followed through with her initial intent, and named me "Heather", that I would be a much different person today. Probably more perky, significantly less bitter, or, potentially a coked out drug addict. It could have gone either way, really. Anyway, the point of that is that I am not completely satisfied with the name, and reserve the right to change it later. Plus, one of my best friends, the Baroness von Pinkenevil, can't spell very well, so I am sure that she will have trouble with "edacious".

My pointy-headed coworker sent me the WOTD, edacious. I can't imagine why he thought of me, she said, in a slightly hurt aside.