What am I doing with a blog...

...when I really didn’t want one?

Even though the peer pressure from my dear friend, Sarah, to create a blog and comment on hers was quite heavy—there were termination of friendship threats—I somewhat self-righteously held out. Pressure has waned significantly (the restraining order may have helped). Yet and still, I have caved.

Because:
1. They look cool. Seriously. I wanted to do a computerized journal and nothing else looked so snazzy, with pictures and video and layout and all.

2. I wanted to make myself accountable to myself. Even if noone reads this but my friends the fact that the thoughts, goals, etc. are out of me, in print, visible, physical in a way, makes it more….real. I mean, someone could see it.

3. This makes me a self-published author. Oh, the wonders of the internet. Put a monkey on a keyboard and make him talk.

4. Number 3 might have sounded a little bit cynical. It was actually meant to be self-deprecating.

5. With a blog, I don’t have to spend all kinds of my valuable time individualizing long, boring letters to my friends. Just talk to the blog, people.

6. I like manipulating things—like layouts and colors and fonts and pictures. Manipulating things. Not people. No. Never. (Sarah, if you were truly my life friend, you’d do the html coding for me.)

7. I actually don’t like making lists. I don’t know where this list-thingy is coming from.

8. ?

You—meaning this amorphous, faceless mass that I’m sort of talking to but not really—will learn a lot about me here. More, perhaps, than I even know myself. But, since one of the main blogging goals was to know more about myself—ooops, I forgot to put that on the list!—that’s a good thing.

So, to recap, I think what we’ve learned here today, is that:
1. While I do not like lists, I do love the hyphen.
2. And italics.
3. In fact, I love emphasizing things. Things. Not people. No. Never.
4. Sarah.