a) Having never written a single word in a diary or journal (even as a kid), I can't possibly imagine why I'd keep this up now.
b) I am secretly disdainful of anyone who claims they are "getting an English lit" degree in order to write fiction ('cause, don't you know, that's not the point).
c) There are way more interesting/time wasting things to read/view on the 'net, for instance, porn.
d) Clearly, this kind of SAHM/D blog has been done to death. (Aside: for the unenlightened SAHM/D = stay at home mom/dad. You probably all know that, but until I started blogging, I thought it had something to do with S&M and was, confession, kinda intrigued by all those moms and dads.)
e) Despite the fact that one would think having an addictive personality might translate into commitment: it doesn't.
f) I already broke the cardinal rule of anonymous blogging and directed a few people to my site (you know who you are; get out of here), so, clearly, confessions will have to stop or get very fictional.
g) I'm bored already.