The "David Blog"

Well, it appears as if SunGrooveTheory and I might have coined a new term in the realm of bloggerdom. You see, when you're out blog-hopping (and folks, ALWAYS use protection, ok?), eventually you come across the dark blog. Yes, this blog is all done up in black and the blogger in question is generally criminally young and annoyingly vulnerable, and they are Afflicted With David. Yes, their lives are tragic - and I'm sure for many reasons - but almost invariably, it all comes back to David.

David is the catch-all name of the boy (or girl) who should be noticing said blogger and blogger's Pure, Pure, Love for them. But David, sadly, is not noticing blogger's unrequited love, and just generally does not Do the Right Things. He does not notice the poems she writes and slips into his locker at school. He does not notice her draping herself strategically across a desk nearby his in class. He does not notice (or he does notice and does not care) that she is sighing most piteously and sadly in the absence of his love.

Or, she is involved with David. But he's a jerk (all Davids are jerks, presumably), and he alternately ignores / dumps / or blows off dates with her. She is mad, he makes a lame excuse. She forgives, and blames herself with much wailing and gnashing of teeth, then he falls from grace once more. And so on.

It is to groan.

One would wish, just for one second, that one could pour a 30-year-old brain into the skull of young blogger. Just long enough so that she could smell the coffee and kick this jerk to the curb and get on with her life. There would be a lot fewer jerk guys if girls who dress in black would grab their snarglies and give 'em a twist, instead of sighing online and writing too much bad poetry.

Anyway, I haven't had my first coffee yet, so that's the best I can do at the moment.

Over and Out,

Wiggy