The first ceremonious blah

Okay. After being a bystander for long and keying the occasional poem....it seems as if So is ready to tell one and all about her blah blahs. Mind you...these have a mind of their own and are often not in So's control. But even if these amoeboid creatures move around, they have clear instructions not to leave the page...

Not that So will blah blah everytime she blah blahs for that would need a pretty large blog and the typing speed of striking lightning, but whenever the incidental blah blah finds its way to the page, it shall respectfully occupy some space there..

That's about it...the blah blahs are blinking tiredly....zoop....fuzzz...lights out