Conundrum

On a serious note on blogging -
I've been following several blogs since the concept was introduced to me. At first puzzled by the fact that people didn't update their blogs several times a day, then settling for every day and every few days. There's two blogs I've been folllowing particularly closely, because their entries have a short story-like quality, updates sporadic, worthwhile the wait.

The point was that one of these blogs, belonging to SJ, are often be downright hilarious. She writes about her daughter, a pink haired little four year old of a girl named "Frenchie", her Mr. Husband, her chickens, her hamster "Monkeyhip" her childhood and her love life. Thing about blogs is that after a while, at least for me - and I'm not sure if it's because of a general malfunction of my limited social life - is that you start expecting certain things. Not the kind of "Blog, damn you, because otherwise - I KNOW where you blog!!" kind of expectation, but style of writing, themes. Light hearted, heavy-footed, comical, unkosher, you name it. And then suddenly, one day, the blogger announces that they'll be taking a break and re-appearing around the 2nd of January, which, despite the time lapse of only seven or so days, seems like an eternity. It's not until the new year, its' forever.

A couple of days later, you're given the reason why - all is not well in Little China. In fact, something is terribly wrong. I mean, depending on the nature of a blog, you build a person out of the words and thoughts you're treated to. And when something goes wrong well, in a way you just want to reach out and pull the person close to you and just do good things, happy things. And make everything all right again. But do you have the right to do much more than comment? This is not someone you know. Your knowledge of this person is only as deep as a fleshwound. And the rest of this construction is basically, I think, part of yourself. You add bits of yourself into the equation- its natural, in all situations.

Or maybe this is what all relations are like.
If you love someone, it's a half and half deal, you love them because of who they are, or at least the part of themself they choose to reveal to you, and because of how they make you feel about yourself. I suppose there's a world of difference between reading someone's blog and hanging out with them over a pizza? You have no obligations. And yet, when something happens to the person you're reading about, do you dismiss it, because this is someone you do not know, and have no business interfering with, or do you say or do what little you can, because this is another person in distress? It's slightly more obvious in real life, but how do you deal with blog-life?

Hm.