Ah, Internet

So, Twitter. I logged into it and as it turns out, I already have an account. In fact, I’ve already twittered before. My twitter said “Migraines are God’s way of saying “take a break””
I don’t even remember doing that, so the migraine must have been pretty bad. However, I decided to make a joke and imply that I might have been drunk when I signed up for twitter. Which is silly, since I only listen to iTunes and get maudlin when I tie one on. Which is, you know, practically never.
It’s odd. Most of the in-earnest, serious bloggers I read get pretty frank about their real life. I feel very constricted, which probably means I shouldn’t do this but I enjoy it and appreciate the challenge of making something into a compelling read without spilling too many of my private beans.
I mean, work is out. Definitely. One thing we’ve learned from the honorable Heather Armstrong is that blogging about work can definitely get you into trouble. I should know myself, I got in trouble a few years back just venting my frustrations about my boss on myspace. I erased a lot of really hilarious material in my scramble to keep my job, so I’ve vowed to be clever so that I can keep it.
Family is mostly out too, in that I certainly can’t vent. I can, however, if I ever become popular, help my family through my writing, so that’s something to look forward to.
So, Internet. I’m still trying to figure out how to entertain you.

One thought on “Ah, Internet”

  1. My mom reads my blog so I can’t vent about her…how about this…you blog about my mom and I’ll blog about yours? I too find it really hard to find stuff to blog about…I have blogging friends who always find something interesting to blog about…not sure how they do it!

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