Day 11 - What is the written-word version of voyeurism?

Today- since i am sick in bed, I decided to give myself an exercise for my blog: read some other blogs. After all, I can't really judge what other people do with blogs if I haven't looked at very many. I need a bigger sample of data, right? So I started hitting the "next blog" button on the blogger website. Hmmm... definitely don't do this unless you are over 18. The first thing I notice is that there are a lot of blogs in spanish and portuguese. In fact, nearly as many as English. And none so far in French or German, or Faroese, that I have seen. Next I notice that lots of people want to be involved in the porn industry. There are lots of amateur porn blogs. Then I start to notice that I was mostly right (at least so far) about blogs, blogs are just journals for the most part, and generally aren't written with particular quality or substance. Isn't it curious that we went from hidden journals with little locks on them to posting our heart's secrets online? I found a fun quote on one of the blogs:

"Blogger: Term used to describe anyone with enough time or narcissism to document every tedious bit of minutia filling their uneventful lives."

Ha! I wasn't far off the mark, huh? Actually, ok, so I have seen my bro-in-law Bret's blog, my cousin colleen's blog, and my friend Melinda's blog. None of them are like that. Bret & Melinda's are essentially travel blogs, and Colleen's is a writer/book review blog. But so far, when I randomly look through the corridors of Blogville and peep through the windows, what I see is: people are lost. They want to be heard. They want their minutia of mundanity to be significant somehow. The other thing I am noticing? I want to hear them! Most of them truly are mundane and uninteresting. Filled with talk of getting up early today because I was thirsty or I think I love phantom of the opera because it has great music or they are filled with the latest pictures of their world. But to look at faces you don't know and to try and decipher the characters and settings and to see what other's do in their private lives is tantalizing. Then I come across the following post:

this makes me want to scream and shout and starve myself... feel disgusting inside. completely inadaquit. you love me but im not your fantasy there are things that i am not that turn you on. you never push this on me you love me the way i am. we just f****d. i dont have great legs, i have an okay ass but i could be better. whatever you love me and im not a fantasy... im a reality. we buy toilet paper together i m still sexy and hot. as hot as her which makes me feel good. insecurities will tear me apart. hopefully not us. never us. i dont care you have what you want im happy to give it to you. i m gonna be supportive... im gonna be awesome. i want to tell you that im the only one of me and dont forget it. im the best thing youve ever come across... its gonna stay that way. god i love you and you love me you were so excited about me yesterday and today and tomorrow.. cant get enough of me. god i love you! sometimes not the most fun... but i love you constantly. mmmm. youre the best.

I love the obscurity of it. At first I think, how ridiculous! This post is titled "No.22" the previous one "No.21" and so on... The language and style is the same for every post. This one interests me, more than the others. This one is true honesty. This is raw feeling and really peering into someone's soul at a given moment. This is more than "uh... yeah, so this morning sucked cuz my cat peed on the couch, and at work, my boss yelled at me..." that is truly mundane and inane. But this... this is more. Probably doesn't do anything for most of you at first glance either. But don't deny the voyeur in you. You are fascinated by it too.
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