my best friend found my weblog.
when i found out i scrambled through the last month or so of archives to see if i’d written anything incriminating. i might even have sworn. actually, i’m quite sure i swore. i told another best, albeit online, friend about this trauma. he asked me what the problem was. he also said that to have real relationships with people you have to be willing to be open about everything. i hate it when he’s right.
now my best friend reads my weblog.
she even comments (hi MLP!) here. she told me that she loves being able to read about my daily life and likes the pictures i post, especially the ones of her cats, i assume.
the other day, she asked me if i was upset about her knowing about my “other life” as she put it. i never quite got to answer her properly. i wanted to explain to her that yes, i’d had a little bit of a panic when it first happened, but that now i’m used to it and, yes, even like it.
i’m proud of a small majority of what i publish here. i’ve spent a lot of time over the years making this place and it’s been sometimes frustrating not being able to talk about a really clever post or showing her an awesome photo or talk about all the people who come and comment. now, i don’t have to withhold anything from her. it’s been kind of liberating.
of course, now she’ll know what a dirty, angry, mean, cranky, poly-syllabic, snobby, whiny, pedantic, boring, horrible person i really am… but i have faith. there’s a bunch of you out there that know all that already and, for some ungodly reason, still love me just the same.
just don’t tell my mother the URL, okay?
see – no disregard for your feelings, hessie – but I don’t see how one’s online journal or blog is one’s “other life”. It is a reflection of our lives – not a totally seperate one. Or at least in my humble opionion, it shouldnt be. Yes, a place to write whatever one wants to – or vent, or share deeper thoughts, etc. But our choice to do that in whatever medium should be respected if someone decides to read.
Most of the people (all 3 or so) who read my journal are my family and friends – especially those who live far away – I’ll say “well if you want to keep up on what’s goin’ on in my life, here’s the URL”. I don’t think that what you write about yourself and your observations are incriminating in a negative way, Hess. Or something you should feel should be kept hidden. Express yourself – here and perhaps “irl” more too. Maybe this experience of your friend being so accepting of what you have to say and praising of your photo-art will encourage more of that.
I dunno. Just my two cents. I just don’t “get” the idea of having a secret diary online – unless one makes the effort to use a psyseudonym (sp?) and be totally anon.
Have a great day – and keep writing – especially the deep stuff!
Hessiegrrl…
My dad reads my journal. So does my sister. It was weird at first, but heh. Now I kind of dig it! Hooray for being outted on the irl aspect of blogging! Pretty kickass, no? :-) By the way, I was bad and ordered pizza tonight. I was trying to think of a good reason to add three more inches to my ass, but couldn’t really think of one. Then I saw my webstats! Yesterday was the highest number of visitors I’ve ever had in one day! Yes! Pepperoni for me! ;-)
Oh, I meant to tell you – you have gorgeous hair. I cut all mine off, and now I want it back.
I don’t think it’s so much the idea that it’s a secret or that there’s things that are negative…but more so that people miscontrue a lot of things or read too much into certain posts. I like to avoid all that.
You made me cry! I was so worried about this when the subject was avoided this weekend. I hope that you can share everything with me, because that is what BF’s are for. I am very proud of what you have done here and I must say I look forward to reading, I always get a good laugh or read something that makes me think. Sometimes I feel like I’m inside your head. So your stuck with me girl!!! Sorry to all others, I myself am not a computer minded person so I probably type bad and ask stupid questions. By the way Hess where is my chicken recipe? You did a good job of getting rid of all the bad stuff about me!! Love ya tons.
your chicken recipe is on my kitchen table, right were i forgot it when i packed the chili up on saturday. oops. i’ll try to unbury it before this week. we are playing, right? dean’s up for it. at least he was on monday.