Change-up: Today's blog will contain one-liners only.

William Hung does for chinese people what strippers and porn stars do for women.

7th Heaven might be the most boring show ever. Wholesome = boring?

Shall I skip the Summer Conference and go to one of my very good friend's (classmate) wedding?

Why do I keep waking up at 6am?

Will Far Cry ever end?

Why does Toronto still have a baseball team?

blogging

A: "Hey"
B: "Hi."
A: "How's it going?"
B: "Good. How's work?"
A: "Well, I was talking to my boss and--"
B: "Oh yeah, I read that on your blog."
A: "Okay."

A: "So how are you?"
B: "Did you read my blog?"
A: "I may have.. which post?"
B: "Umm.. the one about my friend."
A: "Hmm.. I don't remember.."
B: "oh okay, well, my friend at school is--"
A: "Oh yeah, I remember now. Yeah, I read that."

B: "Cool. So uh.. I guess I'll see you around."
A: "No, I'm going away remember?"
B: "You are?
A: "Yeah, I said it in my blog."
B: "Oh, I must've skipped that part."

How many of you have experienced parts of this conversation? I know I have. It makes me wonder why I ever bother to blog at all, because blogging is such a conversation killer. If such a thing as an 'avid reader' exists, what could I possibly have to talk about, with that person? If I completely stopped blogging for an entire month, would people start asking me how I was doing, because they couldn't just check my blog to find out?

I guess one thing it might do is help me to separate real friends from posers.