I so admire those that can blog every day and still make their life seem so interesting.
It's a rainy day, the kind of day that I love to spend in a bookstore. But we were at a benefit last night and my usual "pass out around 9 wake up at 11" routine was interrupted. So today has been a dragging my feet day, a do a chore, nap, do a chore, nap, kind of day. Did manage to perk up enough to run out for pizza and movies, so I'm off to watch Stepford Wives, Raising Helen and another one word movie with Ashley Judd I can't remember the name off. Oh yeah, Twisted.
Oh, I blog every day all right (not that I'm claiming it's always interesting) but it's really a sort of compulsive tic to deal with stress when I'm under pressure. "Ah, this thought would be a good thing to post. Just another 20 minutes and I can do so!" Kind of thing.
ReplyDeleteAnnoying, really. I think it overwhelms those who are trying to keep up with me. I prefer reading the blogs of those who only do it intermittently. (Even if their lives are--well, peaceful, let's say.)