I want to talk about the blog-o-sphere for one hot sec. Can we just all truthfully admit for one fucking second what we are really doing on the Google-nets?
It cracks me up when people pretend like they aren’t trying to make a name for themselves with their blog….
You have a fucking blog. You’re either…
A. Pregnant…and want to force all of society to be happy for your “blessing from God”…(we’re not, by the way).
B. Just recently watched “Julie and Julia” and thought, “Who doesn’t want another recipe blog…that could potentially land me a book deal? “
Or C. You are trying to get fucking famous…with your thought provoking, fucking thoughts (which aren’t, by the way).
Side note: I’m fucking drunk as I write this…so I apologize for all the typos/grammar mistakes/racial slurs.
Any who…I ’m not even going to pretend like I don’t fall into the latter. Of course, I’m trying to get fucking famous.
I want to write for a living…who doesn’t?! You make your own hours…you can drink constantly (on the job)…and people are forced to take your opinion “seriously” because your opinions obviously must have some merit since you are paid a salary to write about them.
And let’s not forget about the narcissism. If you have a blog…you are one narcissistic son of a bitch. Don’t even pretend like you’re not.
My ego is fucking huge…and all this blog does (especially recently) is perpetuate that situation.
I think I’m hilarious. No scratch that…I know I am hilarious. Why? Because I have a fucking blog.
It’s just like taking a creative writing class in college…you know you are a good writer…you just want to force 20+ people to be jealous of your “written gift.”
However, the blog-o-sphere leaves you in a very weird existence…seeing as there are a 1,000,000,000+ blogs on the internets as I type this sentence.
What makes you special? What makes me special? Nothing… unless you are me. Then you are fucking awesome.
And welcome to the never-ending narcissistic cycle of being a blog writer. Not like you didn’t already know this truth…just thought I’d make you (and myself) feel a little worse.