This is an impromptu update that I felt necessary to post about.
It's late at night and I should be sleeping because I have a paper route. But I have to appease my brain.
I Have Sand In My Vagina
During ISSF chat, mincus pointed out to me that Blogebrity is looking for candidates to provide them with content on their c-list blogs and that I should seek this position because I read a lot of blogs as it is.
Let's get a few things straight. Yes, I read a lot of blogs. The ones that are worth reading are already linked here, over there to the right. If I could direct your attention to the one underlying trend in all those blogs: they are all personal blogs.
The blogs I read are blogs about those people's lives. They don't get into the political crap, or go on and on about their opinions on mainstream shit that I can read about in several hundred sites on any given day. They tell stories about their lives and what happens to them, and, most of the time, not in the woe is me fashion that certain bloggers have gotten to adapt lately.
With that said, Blogebrity's C-list is complete garbage. I got sick of people's rhetoric and I havent even gotten halfway through the list.
So do the world a favor, when you blog, don't whine about what a crappy day you've had, or why Michael Jackson should've been guilty. There's a time and place for such things. The public forum that is your blog is hardly the place to bitch about how you can't get out of bed because you have the flu(but thanks to your handy dandy laptop, you're more than okay to make an update about it). The dismal traffic that you get more than likely means nobody gives a shit about what you think about current events.
Am I saying that my blog is great? No. I happen to think my blog sucks. I don't blog for the fame or glory, nor do I do it just to jump on the bandwagon. I blog because I enjoy telling stories. I do it because the people who read my blog happen to be my friends. I enjoy their comments and their input whenever I write about something that caught my fancy. Those people help create the stories just as much as my writing with the insights they leave on my comments. If you've noticed, I don't put up an update when I'm in a bad mood. No, I'm not in a bad mood now.
Would I write for Blogebrity? Sure, if they ask me to. But rest assured, I'll write in the same manner(I promised them cleaner) that I do now, about the blogs that closely resemble mine. I always thought blogging was more of a personal venture. This would be a chance to make the point more clear.
Posted by sagien at June 15, 2005 12:46 AM...writing a "woe is me" post right now, and I'm including IM convos...
Posted by: shftleft at June 15, 2005 08:54 AMP.S. since when were you ever entertaining?
Posted by: shftleft at June 15, 2005 08:57 AMyes, dont include an over abundance of IM conversations. That's not writing, thats indulging yourself in how clever you think you are.
Usually, not very.
Posted by: sagien at June 15, 2005 09:09 PMsing on, brutha
Posted by: wysteria at June 15, 2005 09:24 PMbloggers rarely wear pants
Posted by: dirt. at June 20, 2005 12:59 PM