blogs de amor...

as i was scrolling thru some blogs today i noticed that there was an alarming number of mooshy-gooshy-i-love-you blogs. blogs written by girls to, or about, boys. they got me thinking. brought me back to the good ol' days. pre carry-on baggage. or maybe some of you are more of an oversized baggage kinda person. either way i'm sure we all remember those days of yore. back when love was just butterflies (and that was enough). back when french kissing meant you'd be together forever (heck, it meant you were on your way to *gasp* 2nd base-i think. [random thought alert] is it just me as you got older did each base become more and more blurred until it all just kinda became gettin' jiggy wit it? [did i really just say "gettin' jiggy wit it"?]). back when you bet your bottom dollar that it wasn't puppy love-it was the real deal holyfield. you and old what's his/her name would last forever. or at least until you got a new seating chart in study hall.

seeing these "love blogs" (that's the technical name, i swear) made me think of those days back when i was at my gushiest. i'm not gonna deny it. i've got the notes and the letters with 'i love you' in every other sentence. i have journals like every other young lass documenting those days. but a blog? a blog open to the public? why?

do you really think the boy you're writing about is going to actually enjoy reading how much you worship the ground he walks on (without automatically thinking "uhhhh...i wonder if it's difficult to get a restraining order?"). and if he doesn't find it a bit too much, you may want to pay particular attention to his next thought. it's probably something like "i should write a 'love blog' too. one about that really hot dude on las vegas. you know, tad hamilton. i know he says he's straight, but i sense a vibe." while sipping on his diet coke with lemon.

and most importantly, why make it public? do i wanna read how much you love joe blow over there? not really. i could probably deal if you wrote witty stories w/ just a smidgen of intelligence about something he/she did that made them worth loving so much and on such a grand scale. but this whole i xxl-heart mr. wonderful for no concrete (or even just good) reason kinda annoys me. not the loving part. love 'em up. more power to you. just make the blog private. or keep a journal. it's frustrating and time consuming enough that blogger makes you go 1 by 1 thru blogs you don't really care to read. but your big blinking hearts are slowing down the process.

maybe i'm wrong. maybe some people like reading these blogs. but then again some people enjoy romance novels. doesn't mean i have to.