Why blog?
Try explaining that to your friends who don't blog at all. Why write your book about you? Why gaze at your navel in front of millions? Why act out your fantasies of being Anais Nin (for the girls) or Marcel Proust (for the boys)? Is this just another affect of the modern world or are we all fatuous self-involved twats (regardless of gender)?
Shit man, I don't know. I know I like coming here and pissing and moaning. I also wonder what good my pissing and moaning will do for humanity. Like, say shall it become a part of an historical record of an early 21st century crabby married woman? Dear God, I hope not.
As to the future of blogging, is anyone in the next hundred years going to care about what you had for breakfast?
Any predictions? Please share.
Shit man, I don't know. I know I like coming here and pissing and moaning. I also wonder what good my pissing and moaning will do for humanity. Like, say shall it become a part of an historical record of an early 21st century crabby married woman? Dear God, I hope not.
As to the future of blogging, is anyone in the next hundred years going to care about what you had for breakfast?
Any predictions? Please share.