10-Apr-2007
A Conversation with Cube Boy:
Cube Boy: I read your blog.
Me: And?
Cube Boy: I think tragedy, or all the stupid stuff you perceive as tragedy, makes you self-indulgent.
Amen to that, my brother. Seriously. I'll stop now.
That's what a blog is for. It's your space and you can do whatever you want on it, and if this is where you pour your tragedies and self-indulgences out, good for you, and if he has a problem with it, all he has to do is stop reading.
And, self-indulgent my ass. I happen to think your blog is very interesting, well-written, and quite engaging. So apparently you contributing to the world = self-indulgent. As the conversation above illustrates, there are way worse things to be- like needlessly judgmental of others.
Yeah, at least you aren't recapping American Idol like every other blog. Plus, CubeBoy sucks.
Look at me! I'm Cube Boy! I am the king of the internet. Ye shall all bow to my authority. Everything that I read on it should include only the content that I approve. CNN.com shall only cover stories about bunnies. Google should only return hits for that lovable dancing hamster. Amazon.com will only be stocked with the book "Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood," and they should all be sent to me. So shall it be.