another reason why I don't blog

See, I like having a record on paper. I think if I blogged what I'd done during the day, like my brother does, I would get bored when it came time to write it down at night, and forget to write down the good stuff because I'd already written it once. Ha! Like there is any good stuff! And how do I know that in five years blogspot won't go out of business and take my blog with it? Then it would be lost forever and my great-grandchildren would never know that, on Oct. 29, 2004, I drank five cups of tea.

I swear, my journal isn't all that boring. And it was topical. I was working on a story about tea.