Blogging.
Pseudo-journalism about your own life, with one point: attention. It’s hot it’s groovy it’s almost passé, even Twitter is off his high peek, still leeching of from a few minor “grand-occurances” and the plebs who just start to hear about it.
I don’t know if I’m gonna use this stuff alot but it’s fast and quirky enough to have. And hell, maybe I’ll become a fucking blogebrity in due time as I type about my wonderful life and great interests sitting next to my blinged-out girlies by my penthouse pool as a sweet and loving Nathalie Portman- or Summer Glau-ish wife makes me a nice dinner.
I have entered the blogosphere and lorem ipsum can die a horrible death.
Me
