And last time I checked, whiney and bitchy were two things, not just one. Hee.

Glad to see you’re feeling better!!!

I blog because it is fun. I have so many real life and blog friends now, that it is definitely a community of sorts for me. I try not to take my personal site too seriously - if I lose sight of the fact that it is supposed to be fun, I try to back off and take a break.

I don’t cuss in mine, but I don’t mind when other people do. I’m still laughing at many of virtual sprite’s posts. That girl is funny. If she ever write’s a chick lit book I’m going to be first in line to buy it.
This is my first time at your blog but I think you have a nice “voice” funny, poignant, interesting enough that i, the chronic lurker, actually commented. Whatever you got for blogging, you got it right.

As for the blog, you’ve gotta do what you gotta do. I fear the day when my blog is discovered by my family, because that will seriously change the dynamic of my writing, but if that happens I may just have to go underground.

And hooray for a new blog. The site looks good.

My family has no idea about my blog. Not that I say anything “bad” on it. I just like to not have to worry about them reading it. It’s just easier. But since your family DOES know…you just have to type what makes you comfortable.

And hello…you are FUNNY. So it HAS to be funny.

My blog has a personality disorder and I’ve finally made peace with that- it’s brief, wordy, kind of humorous, angry, depressed, philosophical, fictional, etc. etc. depending on what’s going on in my head when I start typing.

I’m about to start another site that will be more (okay, completely) themed, but sssshhh, not saying another word about it for now.

I think your blog should be all about freedom of expression, and hopefully anyone reading it can respect that.

So I say, just write. We’ll be reading.

I started my blog as an outlet for me. A way to get rid of all the words that just built up in me and tell the stories that I thought needed to be told. I didn’t have any readership for the first year or so I blogged, and that was okay.

Now I wonder sometimes. The posts that get a lot of comments are never the ones that I think are honestly comment-worthy. Who knows? My audience research skills are nill, so I’m just going to write.

(Well… that was wordy.)

I struggle with how much I can reveal on my blog, because I have family and friends reading it, too. So i can’t talk about sex. I can’t laugh about what a bigot my dad is. I can’t complain about my friend being a monster bridezilla for fear that it might get back to her. That all kind of sucks, but it’s a dose of reality because no matter how anonymous a blog is… someone could find it. Plus, it’s not fun to make fun of someone’s wedding. Right? Right? Because I really want to.
But I can’t.

Sometimes I worry about what my peeps in real life will think about stuff I write, but I look at it as their opportunity to get ot know me better… and if they’re truly disturbed, they can always stop reading. I try to give a warning at the beginning of a post if I’m going to cross the TMI line so that my brother has a chance to close his browser

Welcome back, again!

As for my blog, I just hope the proper authorities don’t find it.

Shhhh….

Congrats on the new meds. Breathing is GOOD.