Now that ive started this thing... ive realised why i have never started a blog before.
I hate blogs.
I hate people who keep blogs. I hate the whole damn thing.
Basically i think the reason keep blogs is because of a narcissistic tendency for them to think people give a rats arse what they do. When, in actual fact, no one cares. They blog on their lives, in mind numbing detail. Their every thought, idea, action, reation and ingrown toenail is recorded online for everyone to read.
One person that is an example of such egotistical single mindedness... possibly the best example... is Rosie O'Donnell. That crazy, ball busting, lesbian comedian (im using the term EXTREMELY losely) has her own blog, which isnt suprising since she has made clear since her career began that she feels her opinions are worthy of the entire globe to have to listen to. But the kicker is that for some insane reason she blogs in what i suppose would be considered as poems. She shares her rediculous ideas and interpretations of the world in pseudo-haiku format... i can't even express the sheer gaul that is needed for tis woman to think that people would care that much about her thoughts on the world, that she not only blogs constantly... but she does it in such a way that we even have to DECIPHER what her thoughts are. I am so fucking blown away that im actually a little angry now.
This, however, brings me to a slight dilemma... im writing this brilliant epiphany in a blog. I think i am morally in the clear since this wasnt my idea... and yet i cant get rid of this dirty feeling.
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