y'all can't all be wrong: The Problem With Blogging Is That You Personally Know Some Of Your Readers

Therefore, sometimes you are crippled on what to say since you may not feel like jeopardizing a potential job offer or relationship or friendship. Then, since you don't want to write about the weather, you write nothing at all. What good is that? Why all of this fear when fate gets its way regardless of your stupid words?

Comments

Yeah, I hear you. My solution: leave all the juicy tidbits in the comments section of other people's blogs.

Mom and Dad, I'm gay. Hope that doesn't offend your catholic sensibilities too much. Love, Sarah

Particularly lovely weather we're having, isn't it?

Posted by: sarah @ September 18, 2004 11:15 AM

Nice, perhaps I can become a professional commenter?

I quit my job on August 31st and now it's back to the mirror of unemployment. There's so much that I'd like to say about the process. We $ell our $ouls for what? Gene Simmons dogs hard on rockstars who wallow about the stress of fortune and fame. I feel the same. Maybe I should get the hell out of corporate America if I can't swallow it. Maybe I should sit this one out. Prince has this line of "for someone who can't stand those TV dinners, you sure eat enough of them." Am I sitting here eating TV dinners and simultaneously denouncing them? CorpAmer doesn't like me anyway. It doesn't matter if I wear a tie, fucks in suits never see me, they only see a threat. It's such a privilege to make cash and all I do is complain. Mama mama mama we're all crazy now.

Posted by: TQ @ September 19, 2004 01:01 AM