March 25, 2005
Friday Random Ten: The Might-As-Well Edition
Seems to be one of the only things I can write about anymore, so why not? Fire up the iPod, set it to shuffle, and write down the first ten songs that play. No cheating. No skipping forward.
- Jezebel—10,000 Maniacs
- Dear Diary—Moody Blues
- Alone at the Drive-In Movie—Grease [OST]
- Be My Yoko Ono—Barenaked Ladies
- Là-bas—Natasha St. Pier
- Blue Denim—Stevie Nicks
- Monkey—George Michael
- Il me reste à voir—Laurence Jalbert
- You're Not From Here—Lara Fabian
- Everybody Dance—RuPaul
I have been considering the worth of this place for a while now, you know, why do it? I mean, aside from owning the domain until Jesus comes again, why keep this blog? It was originally meant to be an online diary, a place where I could write my thoughts and stuff, where I could keep track of my goals and dreams. The fact that it was on the world wide web was, at the time, an interesting coincidence.
It's been four and a half years, and while I still see the value of keeping a journal, I have become a little insecure about putting everything down. I have PC'd my thoughts to the point that they're insipid, so embarrassing that I don't even want to admit them!! I have been depressed, paranoid, more misanthropic then when I was a teenager, and most of all just plain sad. I don't write about this stuff because I've always thought that putting these feelings in words on the Internet was either bad form, insincere, another sob story, or all of the above. So I never wrote and the blog laid fallow, and you know, in December 2004, I had so much to say that no archive page was even generated! I had to make a special file just to explain it and not have a dead link on the archives page!
Then I read a post by WilliamTed who summed it all up pretty well. It strikes me as funny that so many people should feel at the same time the same way about blogging, or at least their reasons for blogging, unless it's another facet of the blogging fad. And speaking of fads, I never liked them to begin with, and I try really hard not to follow them, except for like when Britney was a fad ’cause that was just fun.
Anyway, I would like to keep this thing going until Jesus comes again. So maybe I'll change the tack a little, and write as if no one on Earth will ever see this thing. I mean, it's awfully presumptuous of me to expect a huge audience anyway, right?
