The weblog community is blossoming into its pubescent teenage years. Hairy bits are growing in parts it didn't know about and puss-filled spots are forming. The weblogs are growing up fast. Faces are changing, voices are deepening, breasts are swelling, and angsty poetry is being written. With this new found and ill-fitting maturity comes the need to cling to your friends and categorise everyone else. And so we enter... WEBLOG JUNIOR HIGH