I cannot stand browsing other peoples blogs. When asked, "Hey did you check out my blog?" my automatic response is always, "Yeah, it was cool." The truth is you never really discover just how superficial, typical, fake, shallow, boring, RETARDED, etc. someone is until you read their words. Or as is often the case, you look at random pictures they feel should be shared with the world. These pictures usually involve their feet and windows. When I come across someone with multiple blogs, a Twitter account and a Youtube account I know, right then and there, that someone is going to have to be stabbed before the conversation is over.
The point is not that I am irritated by people who are so full of themselves that they think the rest of us give half a damn, although I very much am. The point is that after spending 5 minutes browsing the "Blogs of Note" here on Blogspot I am FUCKING CONVINCED that I am either a master entertainer or really really really out there. How, pray tell, does a Blog devoted to making arts and crafts out of some sort of glitter glue shit make it to the top? What does that say about us a people that we will take time out of our day to make shit out of glitter glue. Fuck. There is no end to that thought. I am simply left wondering who the HELL makes things out of glitter glue?!
I browse other blogs every now and then. If I come across one on Facebook I'll open it in a new tab and give it a quick look over. I would like to now take this opportunity to inform the rest of the would be writers that updating us on what your idiot dog is doing is kind of boring as a Facebook update... and completely boring as a Blog entry. And yet you still have 200 something followers? It makes me sad inside.
Where the hell is everyone who likes to read something that means something? I made that last phrase as basic as I possibly could for those who can't read so goods.
So taking a step back from my rant, I noted 4 major differences between my blog and the "Blogs of Note"
1. Need moar pictures.
2. Need to post about things inbred goat babies can relate to. (i.e. arts & crafts, my feet on windows, etc.)
3. ?????
4. Fuck grammar.
That being said... here is where I go for the gold!!!!!!!!!! I expect my blog to be on the homepage tomorrow???? THEYRE THEIR THERE!!!!!??>>>....>!!
