Why do you blog?

I live, possibly, the dreariest and extenuated existence ever. What bothers me is that some soul out there may find interest in reading it. (God bless you!) So why is it that I blog?

I've never ever had a diary in which I've written in. And now I have one, and my inner most thoughts are open for the whole wide world to criticize. So what is it that makes me keep a blog?

Blogging is like doing more homework. It's an exercise that works out that big muscle, the brain. I'm a lazy little thing; I'll be the first to admit. So what keeps me blogging and blogging?

The reason I blog is (as Jefferson says):
You, my Interested Party.