I can't believe I'm doing this

I've always questioned the motivation behind people creating blogs. I mean, am I really such a narcissus that I honestly believe people give a crap about my overly self-aware musings? But, when even my younger brother (who is infinitely cooler than me) and former roommate (also infinitely cooler than me) both write blogs, I start to think that maybe I'm missing out on something. Maybe I'll become cooler. Plus, god forbid that I actually do something productive with a free morning and write my yet-unwritten 20-page paper (due in, oh, four days). Writing for fun overrides writing about the social risk factors of diabetes in Navajo women of childbearing age. So yet again, I give into myself and excuse my poor focusing ability. I can see this blog thing blowing up into a constant time-sucker, much like JT's Blocks on Yahoo games or the compulsive checking of the away messages of people I don't know but somehow ended up on my AIM buddy list....