Witty title, snarky content

Blogs have become my newest addiction. I can't sit down in front of a computer with an internet connection without checking four or five different blogs to see if there is a new post, even though I just checked before I left the house to go to work/school. And once I get through the cycle of those blogs, of course I check again since in the six minutes that have elapsed, Perez may have found a new pic of Britney or gawker.com has skewered another book review. It didn't used to be like this; my addiction to myspace and facebook seem to pale in comparison of my dependecy on blogs. Let me tell you how it all began.

I started a new job that had me sitting in front of a computer for six hours a day. This was new to me, since I worked at restaurants and retail stores before this. I was a good worker in the beginning. I would diligently input all the data that was stacked in front of me, never straying to the internet fuction of the computer. But one day the pretty blonde who started working with me was staring a pink screen. I was confused; why wasn't she inputting her data?? I glanced over and saw the now-all-too-familiar perezhilton.com logo sprawled across the screen. I asked her what it was, she responded with a fact about the then-emerging relationship of Jennifer Aniston and Vince Vaughn. Intrigued, I signed on. Five pages of celebrity pictures and gossip later, I was a fan.

I could check perez once and day, and that was enough. But then I realized he updated it throughout the day. So i would check twice, then three time, then as often as possible to end the monotony of data entry. It was officially a problem. My checking became so frequent, perez couldn't add pictues fast enough. I needed a new fix. Through some at-work googling, (or is it googleing? google-ing?) I found tmz.com. Then gawker.com. Then gofugyourself.com. Then thesartorialist.com. Then all the blogrolls of these blogs sent me into a blog-reading frenzy that has resulting in the favorites that I now frequent a minimum of five times daily.

And here I am now, starting a blog. And why? Because I ran out of postings to read. So I thought I would blog about it. Is that irony? No, it's the next stage of my addiction. Just watch me start posting five times a day. Actually, you probably won't have to worry about that since I don't possess the wit or snark or grammar to do this that often. But, you never know what horrible depths a depedency will throw you to.