I need some cushions on this bandwagon

Well I've done it. I've started a blog. I yielded to peer pressure. Of course, no one actually pressured me to do this. Really I was jealous of all the other cool kids so I figured hey maybe there's someone out there that wants to read about my life. Ha! Well, maybe I'll think of some bull shit reason that is related to releasing one's emotions in a non-threatening environment- it almost sounds like I'm a Graduate student. Perhaps I should use big words like a blog is very important for an individual's ability to cogitate the happenings of the day, or maybe for someone out there it will become the apogee of their day. Or perhaps I can use it as a forum for blandishment for those I love.
And yet I still feel as though who in their right mind would take the time to read my mindless drivel, but then I remember back to the days that I worked for TD Canada Trust and would kill time reading David Letterman's Top Ten Lists, after which I would write out my favourite top ten lists and send them to my friends, who were clearly luckier then me, at camp.
And so with that, I sign off and hope that someone, somewhere, out there beneath the pale moonlight someone's thinking of me, and loving me tonight.