At Least It’s A Prime
Number, that is. As opposed to rib, or Optimus. I’ve been blogging here for seven (7!) years. A lot of that has been utter crap, a waste of electricity and brainspace - me being nervously, self-consciously cute or perky or snarky or overwrought - but there are a few things here and there I look back on and wonder… what the fuck I was thinking? So much of what’s happened since September of 2000 has barely been mentioned here, as I’ve always been very conscious of what I’ve put out there and about whom. But scanning the posts I wrote during some fairly difficult times, I’m pretty sure I could have spent more time writing what I really was thinking without compromising anybody else’s privacy. What a fine and funky line to walk. Think I’ll be doing a lot more paring down of my old posts. Nobody really cares what color my aura was in August of 2003 - there is no posterity for which to preserve that tidbit. Pictures of my dogs, on the other hand, the world cannot live without.