A thought on blogs

It's true a focused blog post. Those don't happen very often in this neck of the woods. It's all crazy and non linear and confusing over here, but I digress.

(Oooh I love saying that... "but I digress"... hehe.)

I was sitting in my loverly chair here in front of my poopy computer and was stalking yonder blog list. I suddenly thought about why I read blogs. I realize that it has something to do with boredom and something to do with an interest in other peoples lives, especially the parts of peoples lives that we don't normally participate in. Correct me if I am wrong on those aforementioned parts.

Now this crazy thing that popped into my mind was that I tend to read blogs because it feels like I am standing next to the person. I feel like they are telling me a story and to tell you the honest and honestly not so degrading truth, I like me a good story. However what makes a story special? If Stephen Hawking read you a story it would suck. Seriously. It is the different writing styles and mannerisms that everyone puts into their writing. By the way I use everyone loosely. I am sure there is a robot somewhere that writes a very boring blog post.

Returning to my idea. Isn't that what makes a blog post interesting? Reading a post and being able to imagine the person beside you? When I read Josh's blog for example I can hear him saying what he wrote. Likewise for the greater majority of the people I follow. This may be one of the reasons why I tend only to read the blogs of people that I know. I find it difficult to care about what someone ate for supper unless I actually know them. Which is what a blog is about sometimes. Supper posts are awesome!

Anyways, I found it interesting. My voices were chatting about my idea while I typed and it only makes more and more sense. Although the voices are getting louder and it is getting harder to pay attention. Perhaps I should go to bed. Soonish at least.

Intelligent thoughts aside, what did I do today?

Wouldn't you like to know? No? You wouldn't. I knew it! You fiend! Vile nasty fiend you!

Fine then, I won't tell you what I did today.

Okay, I apologize for calling you names, but I am not telling you what I did today.

No, don't try and guilt me into it.

My day wasn't even that interesting.

Well, biology was long. It felt like the full two hours today, which is strange. It was nice to get out of there. Walking outside was a nice change of pa... hey!

I said no explanation of my day!

I leave you before you sneak more out of me!

Rawr!

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P.S. Hehehe 101!