My entire blog style is predicated on no one actually reading it hey exactly me too, but if I was going to reveal it to anyone, this would be the place*. -posted by tommasz

Mecha Blogs I am lazy and yet I love you all and want to read your blogs and look at your websites and gently pass some idle hours enjoying your creativity and the brilliance of your prose. So list them here?→Read more... -posted by: mygothlaundry

oh maybe found one I'll like:
perpetualstateofflux.typepad.com But its pretty depressing - Lola_G :
These days, I feel like I am looking at a stranger. The edges of my face have softened underneath this weight but the expressions only seem to get harder. I like my stripped button down and pink cardigan sweater, it’s simple and classic, but it reminds me of Talbot’s and Laura Ashley. The way my mother would have me dress.
I can't believe that I've come to this place. I struggle between the classic and the trendy. The truth is I can't pull off trendy anymore. You'd think I was 50. That's what this weight has done to me. The clothes are fine but I struggle with the lines and where everything “lays”. I know that isn't the right word.* I don’t like the way my clothes lay on my body. The place where my tucked in “blouse” meets my “slacks” – those words aren’t mine but Grandmother’s. They used to cause me to shudder and now the woman in the mirror, the one in the blouse uses them with the same ease as "pardon me". Pardon. How I used to hate that word.Grandma always spoke of slacks. Now that she is gone, I am left to wonder where she procured the seemingly endless supply of polyester slacks -- navy, with a perfect perma-crease down each leg. I wonder about pants like joe's.
...He is one space after a period where I am two.
... In those rare moments when I emerge from self-loathing, I try my hand a wit. Cause that is what I really love -- that's why I have a ton of respect for many bloggers because they are witty and enviably clever. AND I love it. ... spending my time on my sofa being a crabby, miserable, 30 year old bitty doesn't make for a compelling read.