This is such a weird thing. I am sending this nutty, crazy as hell blog out into cyberspace and am not really sure if anyone is reading it. Sometimes, I like to think of myself as Carrie Bradshaw but then I realize a) she has much better shoes b) she's getting paid to write and c) she's just a TV character and not really real! But still, it's fun for my imagination (and I would kill for her collection of shoes). As long as my reader(s) don't expect anything too personal about relationships and sex.