I really have no delusions about anyone out there actually caring what I cooked for supper or any other minutae of my life, but I figure an online journal might serve a couple of purposes:

Firstly, as you may have noticed, I feel a certain obligation to entertain the lost souls who surf aimlessly at 3am.
Secondly, it may illustrate the fact that I'm not actually a 92-year-old man in disguise, etc. ("I have pics, therefore I exist.")
Thirdly, it gives me something to do at 3am - in case I want to verify my own existence. *L*
Fourth, I tend to ramble (...really?!), and since we get our internet time totally free these days (shhh!) it's cheaper that going out and buying one of those nice little black hardcover books - besides, I'm a messy writer.

Ok, so there may be other motivations too, but I really don't feel like psychoanalyzing myself right now - I'll leave that up to you. *G*