Why I Am Weird.

I know most of you looking at the title of this blog are thinking, "Oh, there's only one reason?" And I know, there has to be more than one reason, but this blog is going to focus on mainly one of my many quirks and oddities. Maybe it will resonate (is that even the right word for it?) with one of you kiddos.

So, today I spent all day (almost quite literally, all day) reading blogs. That in and of itself will make a person go, "What the fuck? Why?" And when I say that I knew only two of the bloggers I spent today reading that just makes me seem all the more peculiar. The rest of the blogs were blogs written by random bloggers. Some are well-known (Belle de Jour has a fucking TV show based off of her blogs about being a London city call-girl and Diablo Cody... if you don't know who she is, go watch Juno and read Candy Girl) but most were just random people I found by clicking the "next blog" link on blogger.com (also known as blogspot.com). There is something in me that just gets excited when I read someones blog. It's their personal thoughts just put out there for me to giggle at, mock, relate to and agree / disagree with! It's pure candy for someone who loves to read memoirs like myself. I used to get excited when someone would ask me to take care of their journal and didn't care if I read it when I was little because that's so damned personal! I used to get excited whenever I recieved a letter in the mail because I could not only see the persons handwriting (yet another reason I'm weird for perhaps another blog some day) but I could feel what they were writing! And it was directed to me; oh the joy! Now, gone are the days of snail mail (though, I will tell you I still get so jazzed when someone randomly writes me a letter- if you want to make my day some time, ask me for my address and send me one :]) and here are the days of blogs and e-mails and IM's. IM's get me excited because I don't like to intiate conversations via them, but if someone else does, I'll almost squeal with joy. It's like reading a letter, only instantly. (Oh, Ruthi, you're so clever with words... that was the worst sentence, ever haha).

Blogs are my favorite thing, though, because it's like reading someones diary.

It's spectacular. It's fantastic. It's amazing.