Return of the brother

I’ve been gone a long while. At times it has pained me to be gone, at times I could have cared less, but now I have a desire to return. Some have referred to returns such as this as the “second season” of their blog, don’t know if I buy into the fact that my blog even had a first season, but here is the second.

Tonight marks the end of the first semester of my final year at bible college, as I drink my now cold (and therefore disgusting yet irresistible) Starbucks coffee I can’t help but feel that my return to this blog is due to some Stockholm Syndrome-like attachment to writing after 7 semesters pumping out paper after paper. Well, no matter the cause, I’m back and, in this, the “second season” of Shifting Shifted Shifty I think I’m going to try things a little differently than the first time round. I am starting out this time round nobly attempting to not have another stint of Whining Whined Whiny. May not happen, I have no shortage of material around about which to whine, but I’ll try gosh darn it.