I wrote a blog for three years that I took down one night after too many vodka shots. Immediate regret was followed by a slew of emails asking me, “WTF?” “WTH?” and “WTHH?” “What the holy hell?” is my personal favorite. I didn’t realize how much I’d miss blogging.
Fear, it’s an ugly thing. Fear of exposure, fear of co-workers or worse, bosses finding it. Fear that I was getting writer’s block. Et cetera. Now I know it was timing, since the six years that followed were so busy (sick dogs, working nights and weekends) and I needed a break. Well, that, and I started playing WoW at night, and killing dragons and imps sort of took over. (P.S. You really can’t raid when you have a needy dog who somehow knows when you just entered a dungeon and are at the first boss.) Eventually, like last year, I got tired of WoW. I wasn’t working nights and weekends. Then Mr. Swirly died in June 2012 and I had no idea what the fuck to do with my spare time.
Off and on over the past six years, I tried starting a few other blogs, only to get bored with them, and quickly. Turns out I was writing what I thought I should write, not what I needed to write to get the voices outside of my head and in here, where I can deal with them more effectively. Nope, I don’t have multiple personality disorder (at least, I haven’t been diagnosed with it yet, but some believe that is debatable). I’m talking about all the crazy shit going on in my head.
I finally decided that I’d bring back the old non-girlfriend because I had so much fun with it before. About 80% of this shit is made up, 15% an exaggeration and 5% true. I won’t spoil it for you – will let you guess which is which. [On the rare occasion that I say something NICE about the non-BF, it’s definitely in the 5% true category. Just so you know. P.S. He made me write that.]
I hope you enjoy my blog. If you do not, don’t tell me. As I told a friend the other day, I like living in denial.
Ranting and shamelessly self-promoting since 2004. Okay, so I took a break for a while, but the bitch is back!