I discovered blogs after suffering through a few really quiet days at work. I loved the whole concept and community of it all. As a wanna-be writer (since I was old enough to hold a pen and think in complete sentences) the thought of starting a blog appealed to me. It took me a while to have the confidence to do it, I am pretty much a techno-idiot, don't know my HTML from my RSS. That obstacle hurdled (thanks Blogspot) all that was left for me to do was think of something to write about. Considering I'm never at a loss for things (i.e., me) to write about I started this blog a few months ago & have found it to be a great outlet, a creative way to blow off steam, work through some thoughts and really just talk to myself. Then I discovered stat counters. And now I'm a blog whore. What started out as a way to share private thoughts in a public forum has unleashed in me some need to shout LOOK AT ME!! from the rooftops. I WANT TO BE DOOCE.COM. And I mean that in the nicest, most complimentary way. I love reading DOOCE.COM. What I would do for to have half of Heather's talent and a quarter of her readership. Or the other way around. I WANT TO BE DOOCE.COM (without the getting fired, living in Utah or having a kid part). I want well-deserved accolades and a devoted internet following. I want hits on my counter goddamit!! I want to people near and far and throughout the land to be hanging on my every keystroke. I WANT SOME ATTENTION INTERNET. I NEED SOME ATTENTION! Help feed my hit-deprived ego. Show me some blog love iternet.
