Ohhhhh K Then.

I recently read something written by someone that I once very close with, stating that blogging is a useless hobby (possibly, but who cares), and that bloggers in particular were pathetic losers who had some sort of perverse need to share the details from their pathetic lives on a day to day basis (eh??).

Now, I have problems with that particular point of view on a lot of different levels. First of all, what other people want and/or enjoy doing in their free time has nothing at all to do with him, so why the everloving fuck would he care what other people are doing. Second, this is the same person who has caused some recent distress in my life, and assuming that he knows no other bloggers, I can only assume that that particular statement is directed towards me and my "pathetic need to share my life with strangers," a lame attempt to again belittle my life and anything and everything in it.

To address the first point, I enjoy blogging. I enjoy reading other people's blogs, I enjoy writing on this one. I am glad some of you like what I write enough to continue to come here to read the posts, but even if you didn't come, I would still blog. I find it very relaxing. I don't have the attention span enough to write a book, so a blog is just the thing.

Secondly, my life is, and has always been, an open book. I don't care who holds me up for judgment. If someone has a question, I will (almost always) answer and answer painfully honestly. The only thing that bothers me about what he said is that I continue to have an irrational respect for the man, and it is always an unpleasant surprise to find another thing that is not mutual.

Also, it is a bit shocking to find that attitude amongst anyone. I have found (up until now) that most everyone is fascinated with the blogging culture, including people who aren't especially knowledgeable about that sort of thing.

Life is strange at times, isn't it.