readers: blog, ___! fuck! do you know it's been like two weeks since you've blogged? like holy fuck. i'll hit you if you don't blog soon. blog-- i'm bored. i need to fill up my life with your gossip. blog, damn you!
me: ok, i know it's been a long fucking time, ok. i get it. it is afterall me who hasn't been blogging. i hate when i go to blogs that aren't updated much. i fucking despise it. but i try to understand the plight of the blogger. you know me and you know i enjoy blogging and that i do it pretty freakin' regularly when circumstances are normal. circumstances are not however normal right now. as i know you know-- i've moved (which requires packing), had a different christmas than everyone else, have had to unpack, and it's xmas so it's been social. and we couldn't find the computer cords for a couple of days. and altho i don't owe you(s) an explanation-- here it is anyway. here's something-- if you want to know what's going on-- call me. if you want some personal juice-- ask me-- i may tell you. maybe i'll invite you over to read a passage from my paper journal from 95 or something. normally, it's the readers who don't blog themselves who are the quickest to harass bloggers to blog. they have no idea that pressures of the blogger. they're oblivious to how much it sucks to feel you've got to blog for your readers even tho you might just want to smoke a bowl and call it a night. this time, even bloggers began to harrang me. well here it is. a blog entry. sans sucre, in preparation for my new diet.
i was busy, ok?
me: ok, i know it's been a long fucking time, ok. i get it. it is afterall me who hasn't been blogging. i hate when i go to blogs that aren't updated much. i fucking despise it. but i try to understand the plight of the blogger. you know me and you know i enjoy blogging and that i do it pretty freakin' regularly when circumstances are normal. circumstances are not however normal right now. as i know you know-- i've moved (which requires packing), had a different christmas than everyone else, have had to unpack, and it's xmas so it's been social. and we couldn't find the computer cords for a couple of days. and altho i don't owe you(s) an explanation-- here it is anyway. here's something-- if you want to know what's going on-- call me. if you want some personal juice-- ask me-- i may tell you. maybe i'll invite you over to read a passage from my paper journal from 95 or something. normally, it's the readers who don't blog themselves who are the quickest to harass bloggers to blog. they have no idea that pressures of the blogger. they're oblivious to how much it sucks to feel you've got to blog for your readers even tho you might just want to smoke a bowl and call it a night. this time, even bloggers began to harrang me. well here it is. a blog entry. sans sucre, in preparation for my new diet.
i was busy, ok?
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