is that if you abide by them for long enough, it’s great fun to break them. So here I go. Here are the blogs I read when I can.
A tale of a perky student in the US . I’ve been following this one for ever. Think sassy, smart, occasionally goopy but always entertaining.
A charming mother with a nice boyfriend. A more mature while at the same time reassuringly immature view of life, occasionally from the wrong side of a bottle of wine or seven.
A lady of the night’s tales. Of course I used to read her before she got her book deal.
This man married an ex’s rotege. He’s a great reader and writer, he’s British, and he doesn’t like the French.
There are a few more, and a few more Live Journallers.
So how do I spend so much time in front of this infernal machine each month, if it’s not reading such things?