Shoes and Jumping

OK.

So as I'm sure you all know my blog entries are almost always too long. I start with a point and then I just ramble ramble ramble off until all hope is lost of ever being found.

Well, you'll be happy to learn that I just figured out how to insert a jump. SO, interested in reading about my bad ass (and occassionally just bad) blogging skills? Then read on after the jump!



Wow. I feel so cool. I officially had a jump.

Apparently Blogger has had this feature since this past September (easily had, I mean. I think if you're html savvy it could have always been done but I was far too lazy for that.) and I just never knew.

While I'm talking about the logistics of blogs I might as well bring up this:

I've been thinking about the difference between a "good" blog or even further a "successful" blog and my own.

I think more successful blogs have a theme (among many other things I do not). But they blog usually about one broad topic, be it gadgets or weddings or graphic design or even just birds. I can't even decide on how candid I want to be in these posts!

One day I'm overly vauge and talking jibber jabber about only the broadest strokes of my life. Other days I'm far too open and talk about things that I regret later. Most days I complain about work. Some days I want to put pictures, other days I'm all about linking. Some days I try to be funny and yet others I'm too emotional.

I was debating which direction I should go in, what tone and subject to commit to. It was difficult. I could seem to decide.

And then I realized that this blog is just a metaphor for my life right now. No direction, no discretion, and aimless, meaningless wandering. That's who I am right now. I'm no particularly ashamed or embaressed of this fact (although I'm not exactly proud) but it is what it is. This blog is for me. Not for some attempt at success or fame. That's as if a scrapbooker expected their scrapbooks to become high museum gallery quality art. This is simply my hobby. Even if I don't have many readers it doesn't matter. This is just for me. and right now this is just what I'm doing. It's just who I am.

AND I like reading blogs more like this anyway. Too open, closer to life, completely unorganized, relatively badly written, and a nothing about a nobody. It's voyeuristic. And for a brief moment it's like reading someone else's life. Being in someone else's shoes. I like that.