the tales ofUN

So what is, and what are, The Tales ofUN? Well, it's both. It's the Un and the fUN. Like a jeckell and hyde, or Abbott and Costello. Basically, it's me myself and I. I could call it the threeeofus. I could call it anything. I've almost called it a day on this whole thing. I'm not really one to do what everyone is doing. But it seems everyone is doing this, so i throw my hat in the ring. why not.
This blog comes out an unnecessary need to explain the unexplainable. Unfortunately i feel the need to do this. I don't really want to, i don't know how, and honestly, i couldn't care less. Then why you ask? i need to vent somewhere. I guess this is it. Therapy for the world to see. That is of course, if the world is looking. To those who do look; feel free to comment, insult, rebuke, rebuttal, receive, or just plain, revolt. Like i said, i don't care. It is also my attempt to be more vulnerable. More out there and more creative. I feel like a fish in a barrel sometimes. Just swimming around, waiting to get blasted. Maybe this will help me out. Like an online journal. I don't know. why does anyone do this? For friends to see? To be cool? to feel like i have an opinion that somehow might mean something. yeah, probably, if i can be so bold. However, as i get into this i do kinda enjoy it. and i like the fact that i have been able to track down some long ago friends who happen to have blogs as well. i think it's a great way to catch up and leave some dumb comment for them to get annoyed at.
This is my second attempt at having a blog. The first one got lost in the frustrating shuffle b/t the beta and the new version of blogger. The first was called onebigfathed@blogspot.com. or something to that nature. That's probably why i screwed it up. I can't remember for sure. I think it was, anyways, i became very frustrated one night and proceeded to delete the 'new format'. but in the process was and am still unable to access the old blogger. soooo, here i am. If i could get to the old blogger and delete that to, then i would. Then i could put this all behind me and call it a miserably failed experiment. But i can't, so i won't. So this is why i called this one what I called it. The tales ofUN is the ying and yang, the dichotomy of my existence. The expression of my unhappiness towards so many things around me. And as well, the good things that I love will also be represented here. Balance is the key to not falling off the fence. Of which I am a great sitter.

(edit note:) I just re read what I had written here when I started this and realized I was a bit of a psychopath. My original entry was fueled by outrage and disappointment. sadness and frustration. So i erased a bunch of this and am repaving the bumpy road with fresh ashpalt. So all the stuff above is fresh and new. If you have read what i originally wrote, then you'd know that I was miserable then, The comments came out of a need to get things off my chest. I'll be the first person to say that I'm kind of a headcase at times. So if i offended anyone, not so sorry, but i didn't want to hurt any one's feelings. If i did, then sorry. I need to learn some conflict resolution i suppose. I guess i didn't have to erase it, but i thought i would because i'm over it now. The issue has passed. I dealt with it and therefore didn't need to be reminded anymore. It's not that I don't want to be able to vent or be angry and write about it, but I felt i was a little over the top. unnecessary, if you will. Some people know me, maybe this will show them a different side of me. We'll see how it works out. btw, if you know me personally and see me on the street or somewhere and want to challenge me on something i've written, then please do, i welcome the chance to see what is what. And like I said before, leave a comment, whatever, have fUN.
Good night now.