I initially started this blog to get away from myspace and my blog readers there. This was my secret/anonymous blog. Nobody that knew me in real life was aware of it. Well, some were aware of it, but none knew the location of it. I only posted every once in a while. From what I recall, it was partially started in response to an argument I had with J about him not wanting me to air our business to all our friends on myspace. It bothered him that I would occasionally write about stuff that the two of us were going through. He basically didn't want everyone to know what an asshole he was. In the end, I never really wrote much about the two of us here. Not until the very bitter end, that is.
Nowadays, the majority of my good friends know about this here blog and some random family members too (Hello all!). A certain someone's family & friends know about it too. That's cool (Welcome!). However, the total freedom to write about anything and everything on my mind feels like it's been taken away from me. I have drafts of blog posts written that will most likely never see the light of day. I wish I could write as candidly as some bloggers and not care what people thought of me. Though from what I've seen, the majority of those bloggers do so anonymously. I might just be able to write that candidly if I were anonymous. Maybe I'll try it again one day.
What I'm basically trying to convey is that it's been difficult finding the balance between what I feel the need to share and what is appropriate to post for all to read. It's a work in progress.
My writing has also been affected by me trying to appear to be calm, cool, and collected about that certain someone. I don't want to gush. That wouldn't be very much fun to read. Trust me. There'd be alot of gushing if I wasn't trying so hard to contain myself.
7 months ago
12 comments:
you could try writing a haiku
I have a similar problem. People just want the funny, they don't want the moody shit I don't post anymore. I am surprised that someone told his family about this blog though. I'll have words with him.
But, you also started blogging more due to my job change, and us being cautious w/ emails. You know we can throw caution to the wind now and email with reckless abandon. Anything we need to discuss? Pick apart? Put under our scorpion microscope?
Don't put Chuckles under the scorpion microscope. He'll like it.
He might like it, but he couldn't handle it.
You can't handle the scorp-scope!
I believe that Chuck would like the scorp-scope.
I can handle anything you throw at me. Anything.
Hear that sound? That's me dropping my gauntlet. Bring on the scorp-scope.
The question really is whether I would let you handle me.
Wow. I mean Wow. I got nothing. But, I'm dusting off the scorp-scope right now.
I love Chuckles like that.
He is such a friend to the ladies! First he bugs Fulsome about marrying Fulsomegirl. Then he yells at OG for not giving out too many details. What next, he helps AG find a good doc to give her Botox?
It's like Chuckles would be the perfect boyfriend if he liked to shop and not have his damn principles about global warming.
In seriousness, OG: what on earth were you thinking? UC's mom has asked for my blog address like 200 times. 200 times. Now I love UC and his family and all.
However, I want my privacy. I want to type swear words and I want to say shit about their "perfect" little boy. If they had my blog digits, I couldn't do that. No way. And the Jew comments. Oh shit the Jew comments.
Shannon, gush away! You've got a great guy and you shouldn't hide that.
We want to hear every little last detail you want to tell us from how nice of a guy he is to how much you smiled when the flowers arrived.
Celebrate the newness!
And if you don't want to share, that's OK too. We love ya any which way you want to be.
To be fair, I'm not sure how OG's family found out about my blog (from him or from figuring it out themselves by reading his blog). Either way, it's fine. I just have ot get used to filtering is all. Which I tend to do anyways. C'est la vie.
I will, however, have a coronary if my parents were to ever read this. I don't think I could survive that. They're both very sensitive people - particularly, my mother.
I linked Shannon's blog on my blogroll months ago, when all we just blog buddies (and I had a crush on her). My aunts, the internet savvy people they are, started looking for clues when they heard that I was going on a date with someone.
I should point out that if my mom was still alive, at this point at the cross-blogging, she would be commenting on Shannon's blog. Seriously. Now, my mom was an unbelievably sweet, caring person. Her comments would be poking a little fun here and there (and mostly directed at me). She would have also made sure it was okay to post.
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