Oh the bitching

So SOMEONE out there, I won't mention any names *clo* is bitching. And he's bitching for several reasons. One, he feels (I would have to sadly agree) that this blog of ours has gone the way of cargo pants - fun for while, but when you think about it, not too functional at all. The second complaint is that, while the title of this enchanting blog is "the pros and cons of living" he feels that the decor of the blog - namely black - is two bleak for the two people who read it (thank you David and random park ranger guy).

Now, I'm all about bitching. It's something I do quite well in fact. And while I understand the logic behind his poignant arguments, I can't help but wonder if it's worth it. After all, with EVERYONE and their grandmother having a blog these days, who has time to read this shit. Hell, I don't even have time to read this shit.

So thank you for you input Mr. Anonymous. But I fail to find your arguments convincing enough for me to drag my fat ass off the couch and away from such riveting shows as Project Runway and my new season set of Sex and the City.