Why do I stop blogging? I suppose I don't really have anything interesting to say, but then again, nobody even reads this thing, so that's a pretty flimsy excuse. I've always seen blogging as more of a therapeutic thing than anything else, I know lots of people get 'famous' on the internet with their blog, but that just never seemed to be very possible for some schmuck in a small, white, Republican town like Glendora. I don't really have any kind of an answer on why I do this, or why I don't do it, other than sometimes I feel like putting my thoughts into some kind of written document to be saved for the foreseeable future.
School is pretty blah right now, ALL of my professors suck and I'm really glad that three of the four classes I'm taking right now are coming to an end. Only my DreamWeaver course wasn't a pain in the ass, but it was so short I'd have to call it pointless, as I was telling Diana, I probably could have learned everything we did in one day just playing around with DW on my own. But then again, I only took it in order to make the twelve units I need for the insurance thang anyway. Speaking of, I should probably start trying to get a job again in order to start paying bills and/or saving money. I think I should be getting a check from DeVry within the next few weeks, so that should hold me over until then, maybe I should just get some easy job just to make a few bucks. But that goes against my whole concept of working, although that's another blog entry altogether.
Also, Windows Live Writer is fan-frickin-tastic. For some reason I feel better blogging in a program that posts to the internet for me than putting it straight on the internet. Yeah, I'm nuts like that.
