addicted.

Today, I spent about an hour and a half on a girl named Sara's blog, reading all about her day, friends, boyfriend, and interests.  If I ran into her on BYU campus next week, I would probably have to stop myself before I told her that she should just buy the red heels she's been eyeing for weeks, break up with her lousy boyfriend, and I'd also ask for her recipe of taco soup she was raving about.  I had no idea who she was until an hour ago, and now we're best friends. Except that she has no idea who I am.  minor detail... 

My addiction to blogs started out rather innocent.  I would check up on my brothers, sisters-in-law, and my cute little nephews and niece.  I noticed their friends on the side of their blogs, and since I knew of them, I felt as though it was okay for me to read their blogs as well.  Reading their blogs made me want to know about their friends, and their friends, and now, Sara, whoever she really is... 

That is how I came to the conclusion to make up a blog for myself. I figured that if I spent quite a bit of time on blogs anyway, I might as well have one to call my own. Also, because I am currently sitting in my apartment alone (everyone else is already home) waiting for my brother to get done taking a test so we can go home for thanksgiving. 

hopefully if anyone is as bored as I am and finds my blog, they think my blog is as interesting enough as Sara's blog is. and they will spend hours reading about my awesome life...