Blogging is weird. it's one of those things that although I enjoy, I don't fully understand. The internet has made it possible for all of us to be connected worldwide, natch. But sometimes I just wonder what the point of it is. I can't imagine anyone wanting to read about my opinions or stories, and yet i enjoy reading others blogs. I feel sometimes like i'm just rambling for the joy of rambling and am secretly thrilled that someone else cares about what i rabbit on about.
A friend told me yesterday that they read my blog here on Chud regularly and it kind of blew my mind. It's like you are trying to be honest and interesting when you write, but not so honest that it gets you into trouble. I mean, I have a diary so I surely wouldn't write here the kind of stuff I would write there. and then I feel weird because this is a site about movies but I rarely write about movies on my blog which is odd. I mean, movies are my life, I work at the New Bev 5 days a week and watch the movie we are showing that night most of the time, so I am constantly watching thing I could be writing about, but instead write this semi-coherent babble.
I don't know. Maybe today isn't the best day to write a blog.