Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Hands Free

When I started this blog, I was completely unaware of how much it would become a part of my life. I have always enjoyed writing, & after reading my friend's blog, I thought, "Hey! I can do that! I can have my own space on the interweb dedicated entirely to MOI & what I think about things & it will be FABULOUS & people will be dazzled by my wit & intellect!" Or, something to that effect.



Ok. That's exactly what I thought.



Anyhoo... so I started DBM, & then I emailed everyone I know to tell them that I had a blog & they should check it out cuz I was so proud of myself & wanted to share my super-genius with the masses.

Then everyone I know pissed me off at one time or another, & I couldn't blog about any of the stuffs cuz they were reading it ~ or might possibly be reading it ~ or were aware that I had a blog & may, in the future sometime, check it out.

This makes me sad. It makes me frustrated. & it makes me mad. This is MY SPACE. This is my work. This is my spot & I am tired of the self-inflicted gag order. I am tired of censoring myself & my thoughts & my writing cuz someone I know just might possibly, maybe, on the off-chance read DBM & get their panties in a twist. What the hell am I worried about? Hardly anyone I know reads this thing. Hell, hardly anyone I don't know reads this thing.


I think it's time the gloves came off.


3 comments:

Poopsie aka Blue said...

Go girl go!

"Be who you are and say what you feel; because those who mind, don’t matter; and those who matter, don’t mind."
Dr. Seuss [1904—1991]

Clem and Chandra Schraefel said...

Hit me with your best shot, go on and hit me with your best shot...

Bruno Rocco said...

Let it all hang out I always say