How Blogs Are Ruining My Life

Good morning, and surprise! I bet you didn't think you'd be waking up to a fresh entry from Bone. Well, don't get used to it ;-) Anyhow, I know most of you have probably already read this, mainly because it's fairly old. But, much like my clothes, my blog is about ten years behind the times as well. But if by chance you haven't seen it, it's worth a read: Blogging Off by Whitney Pastorek

There are several things mentioned that we've all said or done. I know many times in real live conversation, I will assume someone already knows something because I blogged about it, and I assume they have read my blog. And then there's de-linking someone because you're mad at them. That is great. Go ahead, admit it. You've done it. (BTW, I found it cruelly ironic that when I clicked on this article, the four google ads at the top of the page all had to do with blogging.)

I do actually know people who feel overwhelmed and sometimes frustrated by the whole blogging phenomenon. And there are more than a few people who take the whole thing way too seriously, in my opinion. It's a blog. A simple, stupid blog. It isn't life or death (even though I sometimes feel like I'll die waiting for others to update). Lighten up. If it's causing you that much stress, it probably isn't worth it. And if it's just that you're feeling left out, it only takes a couple of minutes to start a blog now. This is the nineties, babee!! Oh wait. No it's not. Guess I'll keep my tapered leg jeans in storage awhile longer.

"She's out of my life. She's out of my life. And I don't know whether to laugh or cry. I don't know whether to live or die. And it cuts like a knife. She's out of my life..."