My real name is on my blog.
I want you to think my real name is on my blog because I'm willing to stand behind everything I write, thumbing my nose at the safety of anonymity and proudly tearing off the bullet-proof vest of cowardice.
My real name is on my blog because I'm a complete and utter attention-whore.
Everybody I know is aware that I have a blog, because I'm a complete and utter attention whore.
Somewhat irrelevantly, sometimes I wear bright red stockings, because I'm a complete and utter attention whore.
Consequently (as a result of mostly the blog stuff, and a bit less because of the red stockings), it's not just people I like who read my blog. Some complete arseholes I know read my blog. In some cases it's their only redeeming quality.
Unfortunately, if something happens to someone I know and I want to blog about it, often I can't. I might have been sworn to secrecy. I might use my dwindling sense of social propriety and decide that it's better to keep it on the down-low. I might be worried about hurting someone's feelings. I might just want to avoid looking like a gossipy bitch.
Anyway, a person I know did something hilarious on the weekend. And then kept doing it. Then, the next day, they did it again. I have a feeling it won't be the last time, and I'm going to end up having to talk to them about it, even though I secretly want them to keep doing it, because it's incredibly entertaining for me.
For you: not so much.
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4 comments:
Well there's two minutes of my life I won't get back.
god I know the feeling.... So many people I'd love to write about, but decency precludes me.
C'mon Jo, dish. People love being written about. Libel suits are merely peoples way of extending the fun.
@shellity: 2 minutes, shit. Best get back to.. what is that incredibly important thing you do again that enables you to read blogs during work hours?
Davey, the great thing about being able to keep secrets is that everybody tells you theirs. I could bring down governments with some of my shit.
And Shellity is busy raising the niece and nephew of excellence, writing up a storm, and making easily the best sandwiches in the world. Lay off.
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