There's this blog I read. And to be perfectly honest, I don't especially like the blogger. She's a complete mess, in her mid-to-late twenties still trying to make it through junior college. Married to a man almost twice her age who's HIV positive. Constantly broke, constantly losing jobs, constantly, well, a mess. Do I even need to tell you that she's a San Francisco liberal?
She's also trying to get pregnant.
And even though it's fairly obvious that the last thing in the world this girl needs is a baby, I find myself checking in on her blog whenever I remember to and actually pulling for her in an attempt to bring life into this world.
I don't know why. I'm always a little bit sad for her.
Labels: Blogs I read
