Typepad

I've fallen in enchanted by typepad, and I don't know why.
Seems like the sort of thing you say when you're standing in the middle of a room and start off by introducing yourself to a group of twenty-something other looking sorry morons with silly hair.

"Hi, my name is Creep, and I'm addicted to Blogging."
"HI CREEP!"
"Sod off."

No, I say what The Great Groucho once said - I wouldn't be a member of any club that would have me as a member. The downpart is that I'm also in love with Blogger.com - while having started two blogs using Typepad.

As I said, I can't commit.

And as you might know, I can't talk serious if it were my native tongue. meaning that the thought with the first typepad blog was to reflect life from a comical viewpoint, while the second was meant to be kept private, and reflect my more sombre thoughts. I'm thinking that sombre thoughts don't really mean entries including thoughts like
"And then buzzards will swoop down and carry him off. And that will be that."

I could be wrong.