When I think about this blog it becomes distorted in my mind. I like to think of it as a showcase for my keen observations and acerbic wit, but it’s really not. It’s really a place where I sluggishly review movies and talk about my various ailments and stresses – so tense and completely stressed out and afraid of saying anything too personal while getting intirely tiresome reporting on migraine after migraine.
This is my New Year’s Resolution to myself. I want a blog that’s fun for ME to read, whether or not it’s fun for anyone else to read. Back in my early blogging days I used to chuckle out loud when I wrote a blog. I would feel smug and self-satisfied when I went back and read them. I want that back. I want to feel smug and self-satisfied. I want the word venom.