"Scrubs" is great and all.

You know, it's amazing to me how all of this works. I mean, I honestly used to think that blogs were for nothing more than complaining. That's usually why I stayed away from them as much as possible, double ditto for why I never kept one myself. I get called whiny enough as it is without compounding the problem by keeping an internet log of the things I'm not happy about.. Then I read one great blog (by Chi-Lan Lieu I might add) and I was immediately intrigued. This particular person managed to keep a blog with hardly any complaining, and a sheerly surprising amount of interesting information that people would actually like to hear about and read.

So there it was, I saw this great thing that exemplifies what I guess a blog should be--you know, interesting--and right then I decided to keep one of my own. This decision was helped along of course, by the fact that I wanted to post a comment on Chi-Lan's blog, and I needed to have my own account to do so. So I decided to keep one, and off the bat I wanted to keep from complaining as much as possible. I had to remind myself a number of times, like I have to remind myself to speak clearly in my Intro to Public Speaking class, so I can prove to my professor in some small way that I am ahead of the curve--for whatever silly reason--in my own self-serving arrogant way.

So here's the kicker. I notice that a lot of people in blogs--at least the blogs I read--tend to complain a lot about their crappy lives. The question? Does keeping a blog turn everything to ultimate suck, or was I just extremely unlucky? No honestly, do they keep a blog cause their lives suck, or do their lives suck cause they keep a blog? I'm starting to wonder what the origin is.

And there it goes. It's all out of my system now, and I feel ridiculous for having complained this much. I'd erase it all and write a new post, but then I'd just be lying on my own blog, and that's even worse than complaining on it.

I never wanted to be the type to complain, but I guess I do anyway, and I'm having a very bad month. There you go, have fun, cheers, go suck an egg.