on blogging

I'm a boring blogger, I realized. If I were someone else, would I read this blog? good question..

It's been hard to post things I really wanted to post in the past few months, cause I'm pretty sure none of it is anybody's business except mine, but I like to see what's going on with other people's lives, so maybe some people like to see what's up with me. The problem is, I don't mind sharing some of what's going on in my life with most people. But I do mind sharing most of what's going on my life with some people. Now you logicians and smartiepantses, figure that one out.

Anyways, I have eight drafted posts in the past two months. Eight.

The first sentence of the eight posts:
1/11/12: "I found a pair of twins!"
1/7/12: "It snowed and it's lovely."
1/7/12: "I've been a slacking blogger lately."
1/4/12: "The derek zoolander foundation for fat kids who are fat but not in a cute way like that fat kid on modern family."
12/30/11: "What a perfect week."
12/30/11: "2011 rocked."
12/29/11: "The other night on the phone, all his laughs were low."
12/14/11: "Listen without interrupting."