I don't do blogs. I used to do blogs, until the awareness of being intimately available to several billion people planetwide crept into my sensory field and made me feel a bit agoraphobic.
Blogging is less like keeping a journal and more like puking on the sidewalk in Manhattan...suddenly way too many people know what I had for lunch, and they are either going to be disgusted, or pretend they didn't notice and walk away.
So this is not a blog (doesn't the word even sound like a bodily function? "Ok, who blogged? You're gonna have to clean that up."). This is a thing that Friendster insisted I do if I want to be able to post more than the meager 6 photos allowed in my profile.
I might post something other than photos now and then. Nothing remotely bloggy, though; only insults, jokes, and interesting links which cause cognitive dissonance. This is a Blog Free Zone.
(ed. note: This blog entry reflects my own self esteem issues, so don't tweak. This is just the shit that lives in my head.)