Blogging to a blog is like talking to a dog (I promise that rhyme was unintentional). You can tell it prettymuch anything you want, and it will be there to listen when no one else is. It will not be hurt by anything that you tell it, or get offended, or feel demeaned, or take insult, or be frustrated at you, or give up on you, or leave you. It will stay there and listen faithfully no matter what you throw at it. The trade-off--and there always is a trade-off--is that it will not say anything back to you. It will not help you with your problems other than by staring back at you with its docile little eyes that mirror your own words without ever understanding what they mean. It will not comfort you in your distress by truly and actively helping you, just passively offering its constance and immutable ever-there-for-you presence.
Conclusion: I need a dog. Now.
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My dog hates when we cry, she jumps up at us and licks our face until we laugh. We always laugh too because she seriously does not stop. I guess you do need a dog.
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