to blog or not to blog

"So, what's your blog about?"

"I don't know. Nothing, really. Just me talking about stuff."

"Oh, well, then I probably won't be reading it."

There was more conversation between the two of us than just this, but this bit struck me the hardest, and honestly, pissed me off enough to have it coursing through my head three days later, on my day off, first thing in the morning.

I've thought about it in spare moments, in lulls, in avoiding eye contact on the train, I have wondered...what could I write about? What subject would be humorous, tragic, interesting, compelling, and hold my attention and yours for a while?

Previously, I thought about maybe rotating certain topics. You know, one day the school stuff, the next, an entry about the transistion of treachery in my move to Sbucks, or how about my experiences in what is widely regarded as cult (perky isn't it?) or my seldom but bizarre instances with my roommates (both of whom I'm convinced are on this planet just to drive each other and everyone around them absolutely bonkers). An entry on my process and thoughts on my writing, or excerpts from what I'm working on?

Well and good to say all that and more! Victory for Stine! Hurrah!

I guess I understand the idea of writing from one context, one pair of sunglasses, one project under blog, because naturally, everything fits together and influences everything, no matter how small. Even the frogs, who I nurtured to death over the summer, find their way into the name of this thing, this monster I am building.

"Anybody can do a blog, you know."

Yeah, well, I'm not just anybody. Maybe this won't seem interesting to people surfing the web because it's got no definable topic, and maybe it won't even be interesting to the people who know me, but I hope that even when the subject fails to be compelling, my writing is. I'm not interested in becoming famous because of my blog, or developing a book out of my blog, or whatever other opportunity comes out of it. I'm not here for that. I wouldn't even have a blog if it wasn't for the fact that I wanted to keep in touch with people in my life who I don't see a lot. And, I wanted to write.

You know, all that, and she didn't even bother coming to look, didn't even open the page, suggested without looking. The biggest pill about it is that I attend (take time out of my busy schedule) things that she invites me to. Not to say that I go every time, but I have gone more than any other person who knows her. And I think that was the shitty thing, that she could be all nose upturned at me over something that I was just beginning to formulate and not have even bothered to come look. But the sting aside, I think she may have a point.

I wanted you who are voting citizens to cast a vote: subject based or alternating topics?