Welcome to my blog!

So... Who the hell are you?

So far, in my life, I have probably created around 15 blogs. I have also, thusfar, forgotten about 15 blogs. I've made them in various places, Blogger, Livejournal, Xanga... but, as I said, I've lost interest, generally, within a week or two. Currently, the only surviving one I can even remember how to access is my fake Livejournal.

All of this is completely irrelevant.

If you've already made 15, then why make another one?

I am creating yet another blog for one simple reason. I make midi music, and I want to share it. I'm pretty weird, so I may just overhaul the concepts behind this journal at any moment.

Why this topic and why now?

The reason I chose this particular topic and moment to create this blog is simple. I've been making my midi music pretty steadily for about 4 months, and have been interested in music and playing music for far longer. This leads me to believe that I may actually keep posting in this blog, and eventually become an internet sensation (It'll totally happen).

You keep repeating the same question.

Fuck you

Geez, sorry... What's with all the profanity? I know you in real life, and you don't actually cuss this much.

I dunno. Maybe I'm just gimmicky, but I felt like cussing a lot in this blog. Generally, I feel that cussing on the internet is completely idiotic and adds little to the context, but apparantly my mind has decided that I should cuss a lot today.

Uhm... okay... So, really, who the hell are you?

My name isn't really Xeno, but everyone calls me Xeno, so it has become my unofficial everything name. As such, at least for now, I'm Xeno. I'm 22, Male, still live at home, I'm in love with a 17 year old on the other side of the country, and I'm rather screwed up.

I'll say... so, where's all the music Mr. Midi-man?

Kiss my ass. I just started this blog like... what the hell! I haven't even posted my first blog entry yet. Geez...

I guess that was a bit premature. So, anyway, good luck with your music thing or whatever. I'm gonna go get something to eat.

Really? Where are you going?

I'm probably just going to go to my refrigerator...

Can... can I come?

Well, seeing as you're me, I suppose so.

Oh... Right.