If you can't beat 'em, join Friendster.

Until a month ago, I said I'd never join Friendster. I never understood blogs. I rarely logged in to MSN.

Now, my life is exactly the same as it was before. Minus 4 hours of sleep every day.

What the appeal of all these "virtual" friendsterships is, I still don't understand. But I'm sitting here waiting for my laundry, writing a damn blog, of all things. Will wonders never cease.

You see, I write for a living. And though I love it, I can't be bothered to come home...and write some more. It's like a male gynaecologist (however you spell it) coming home to see his wife with her legs sprawled wide open. "Not another one."

Sigh...indeed.

Anyway "Chicken Chop for the Soul" is not supposed to be good for you. It will fatten you. It will put harmful thoughts in your body.

But you'll probably look at it when it's handed to you and say "steam...".

I hope.