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i blog because i can. i love to write, but i never have time to do it. thats the frustrating part. im sure most people would write more if they could... their ideas and feelings and hardships and loves... i mean who doesnt want to write about that stuff, cause everyone loves to hear about it, surely, atleast women do, i think its because women are more sensible when it comes to making live meaningful. most men wont write, atleast where it is accessible because they are scared of vulnerability. but i think writing is the best way to be the least vulnerable, because when some one is reading what is being written the reader is only present, not the writer, thus the vulnerability that comes with personal contact is lost.

i wish writing was a more common phenomenon, people are suckers for reading into the lives of other people. who isnt a busy body? everyone loves to be in the "know," people love talking about "drama" and watching "drama" and being in the middle of "drama" so why not write about your self? i dont know, but i guess it has something to do with people wanting to talk about it, watch it, be in the middle of it, but no one wants to be the subject of it. well, i still think people should write more. what about things of life, things about being human, humanness and behavior, i mean why do humas want to be wanted but then they act like a jerk to those who want them? why do we love ourselves so much? i mean, i dont think im that vain of a person, but i look at myself in the mirror all the time. naked too. i have no idea why, surely my body doesnt look different one day later? unless i feel bloated from eating too much yins wok. why do humans act so territorially? especially in america, personal space is a commodity. having been overseas a couple times, its so obvious that personal space is not so appreciated or required.but i love my personal space, i hate it when im sitting in a row of chairs and someone i dont know sits right next to me when there is another chair open one seat away. i cant figure that person out, they are in america and they know the personal space laws, but they think they are above those laws and i hate that.

see, life is so weird, humans are quirky, and i dont know why, but im one of them and i demonstrate these principles perfectly. oh, and why do humans love food so much? i mean food is the subject of more than 50 percent of my conversations, i imagine most other people are the same way, but we love food. If you read the hobbit you see that the hobbits have taken on the human characteristic of food love. but any way, i love food! i look forward to eating ever day! i have an idea for a fast food restaurant. sell every possible fast food in one place. that way you can get wendys frosties, chickfila sandwiches, mcdonalds fries, taco bell tacos, oh that would be so wonderful!!!

well any way, i need to write more and i need to write about life and its quirkiness. i need to write about how i feel. i need to write what i think other wise those thoughts die, and what good are dead thoughts?

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