a new post for a new year

2007 and the living is fairly easy so why am I still grumbling and dissatisfied? like every other blogging fuck in the world. I have read some good blogs and I have read some bad blogs. most of them are bad. over privileged twentysomethings going on about their lost dog, or their dairy allergy, or their wicked ski trip. boooooooooooring. try using a bit of imagination in your posts if you want me to read them. your comfy cushy life is not interesting on its own. a little pain please? a little passion? or have your antidepressants smoothed your corners so much that you slip through life like a well oiled poo through an intestine?