Paragraph from my personal journal cut and pasted without editing:

06-08-04:  7:36 am: I need to write a blog entry. I have nothing on my site right now. I wrote one on Sunday for Monday’s entry, but I have nothing for Tuesday. I don’t even know what I want to write about. I have nothing truly inspiring on my mind right now. I’m sad that choir is done for the year, maybe I’ll talk about that. Maybe I’ll talk about Mr. Whitaker and his horrible influence on my musical life. All of that sounds like a multiple entry session, though and I just want to run off a quickie. Maybe I’ll look at the journal prompts and talk about one of those for awhile. If I were a tree, I would be… I don’t know. I guess I’ll just show up to the page and see what comes out of me. Maybe I’ll just cut and paste this journal entry right into the blog unedited. That sounds truly horrible. Did I say anything that I would be embarrassed about? Yeah. Did I say anything that would make no sense to the average reader? Yeah. That’s why my true journal entries never see the light of day. They are just about getting the junk out of my head, warming up my fingers and preparing me to write the real stuff. They stay hidden here in my computer with a password and no one sees them ever. Even Anais Nin edited her journal entries to take out the silly stuff and make the juicy stuff clearer. I’m no different. Ok, I’m totally different because I’m living a boring life. I don’t know anyone famous and I’m not having affairs with them and their wives. It’s all very boring here in SLC. I’m just a wife, doing the best that I can to live my life honorably. It’s hard sometimes, but it’s always boring. The only reason people like to read my blog is because I’m a good writer and I can make the drive home from work interesting and beautiful. I need to get to the page and start making my life interesting and beautiful before I have to start getting ready. Damn. I need to get ready in fifteen minutes. I guess I’ll write the blog at work. All the better anyway. The keyboard feels better there.