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I used to think that the only people who wrote blogs were egocentric, self-involved prats.  Now that I know I was right, here I am...blogging.

All sarcasm aside, however, I am beside myself with excitement to start a blog of my very own.  Maybe it's just the novelty of something new that will wear off in a week.  Perhaps I'm just late to jump on the bandwagon, but I don't particularly care.  Truth be told, I am creating this for no one other than myself, but I would be delighted and honored to have the pleasure of your company as I make this journey into self-expression (and some other pretentious catch phrase).

With that said, I welcome you to my innermost workings!  This is a site dedicated to the art of free association and random thought! (I call it an "art" because that makes it sound like it isn't an annoying habit.)  Sure, there will be a few things that might make sense along the way (discussions of favorite books, workout routines, Malbec vs. Cabernet, etc.) but alas, I cannot make any promises that I won't rabbit trail a time or two (or three...or four...)!

Now, for those of you who know me personally, you will certainly (hopefully) notice that I have elected not to use my given name.  This is, of course, by design, but I am keeping no secret identity!  In fact, upon further reflection, most of you will recall that I am quite the opposite of sneaky, despite my best efforts.  All the same, I have adopted an old nickname (from my high school French class) that has stuck among family and old friends.  I can't help myself.  I always wanted a nom de plume.

Alors, I thank you for your first visit to Anouchka Talks!  I hope to hear from you all very soon!

~Anouchka

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