Confessions of a OC... G?
I haven’t been much in the mood to blog this week. Shore I have tons of OCG sexcapades that would probably bring you much delight and enjoyment, but I don’t really feel like writing them… a couple of things have been on my mind this last week… so today I am going to leave the OCG aside and just vent some of my thoughts…
Deal with it, or come back later… your choice.
I started this blog, not really understanding what a blog was. Rusty convinced me that I would like it… and indeed I did. I love it. I love expressing myself, having a forum to tell my stories in and reading about the thoughts and lives of some people. (Let’s face it there is a lot of fucking BORING people out there, and I can’t cope with all of the blogs on this grand www… but I love the blovers and blogettes I have made through this forum)
Anyway… so I had this blog. I was stoked about it. I told some people about it. They told people about it. People who know me read this blog… people who are in my life, people who have bugged me at times. I took down my “Tiki is a Cunt” post due to the fact that she found out I had written it, and it greatly offended her. (At the time she had greatly offended me, causing me to write such a post.) This is the thing. This is my blog, my thoughts, my diary of sorts. Yes I share all with the world, and I love the comments… but I hate that as anonymous as I pretend to be, I am not.
If someone thinks I am having a problem with them they read my blog. If someone doesn’t think I am telling them everything that happened on my blog, they will email me and ask for “the scoop” on what really happened…
My mother a long time ago used to read my blog (prior to me asking her to never again)… she would read Rusty’s from time to time as well, and one time he wrote some thoughts out that my mother wanted to email him about and discuss. I told her not to. I explained that blogs were in a way our diary… we didn’t mind people reading our diary, but we didn’t want people writing in the margins of it.
I rarely delete comments on my blog… I have deleted them before when someone starts talking horrible shit to me, or about my friends or family… if you do not like what you read here, move the fuck along. I don’t really care what you think about the things (as wrong as you may find them) I am doing in my life. I am not making you read anything. Please do not write nastiness in the margins of my diary.
Having said that, I hope that I bring you some enjoyment, some amusement… as one of my friends said, “I love hearing about the things you do. I can live vicariously through you, without having the balls to do half of the things myself.” Let’s face it, if I didn’t want an audience, I would keep a journal under my mattress.
So I shall continue to share my OCGcapades… but as much as OCG is definitely a huge part of me, I am ME, first and foremost… I have other random scattered thoughts that roam through this mind, other denominators that are huge parts of my life… so maybe I will not always be this seemingly flighty, frivolous girl you have read about… after all. I am hardly a girl any more.
Deal with it, or come back later… your choice.
I started this blog, not really understanding what a blog was. Rusty convinced me that I would like it… and indeed I did. I love it. I love expressing myself, having a forum to tell my stories in and reading about the thoughts and lives of some people. (Let’s face it there is a lot of fucking BORING people out there, and I can’t cope with all of the blogs on this grand www… but I love the blovers and blogettes I have made through this forum)
Anyway… so I had this blog. I was stoked about it. I told some people about it. They told people about it. People who know me read this blog… people who are in my life, people who have bugged me at times. I took down my “Tiki is a Cunt” post due to the fact that she found out I had written it, and it greatly offended her. (At the time she had greatly offended me, causing me to write such a post.) This is the thing. This is my blog, my thoughts, my diary of sorts. Yes I share all with the world, and I love the comments… but I hate that as anonymous as I pretend to be, I am not.
If someone thinks I am having a problem with them they read my blog. If someone doesn’t think I am telling them everything that happened on my blog, they will email me and ask for “the scoop” on what really happened…
My mother a long time ago used to read my blog (prior to me asking her to never again)… she would read Rusty’s from time to time as well, and one time he wrote some thoughts out that my mother wanted to email him about and discuss. I told her not to. I explained that blogs were in a way our diary… we didn’t mind people reading our diary, but we didn’t want people writing in the margins of it.
I rarely delete comments on my blog… I have deleted them before when someone starts talking horrible shit to me, or about my friends or family… if you do not like what you read here, move the fuck along. I don’t really care what you think about the things (as wrong as you may find them) I am doing in my life. I am not making you read anything. Please do not write nastiness in the margins of my diary.
Having said that, I hope that I bring you some enjoyment, some amusement… as one of my friends said, “I love hearing about the things you do. I can live vicariously through you, without having the balls to do half of the things myself.” Let’s face it, if I didn’t want an audience, I would keep a journal under my mattress.
So I shall continue to share my OCGcapades… but as much as OCG is definitely a huge part of me, I am ME, first and foremost… I have other random scattered thoughts that roam through this mind, other denominators that are huge parts of my life… so maybe I will not always be this seemingly flighty, frivolous girl you have read about… after all. I am hardly a girl any more.
posted by hannahhas @ Thursday, December 08, 2005
9 Comments:
At 12/08/2005 01:55:00 PM,
Sizzle said…
you raise a good point OCG. we are more than our blogs or what we decide to share on our blogs. i have similar feelings from time to time as well. such is the life of a blogger, no?
thanks for your candor.
:) sizz
At 12/08/2005 02:42:00 PM,
Chairborne Stranger said…
OCG, let's face it, you rock!, and if other people can't face that fact-piss on them!
At 12/08/2005 02:49:00 PM,
Anonymous said…
I totally hear ya sister. Sometimes you just wonder why you're sharing your whole life with the world, but it's just what we've chosen to do.
My mom reads my blog and my friends' blogs and everyone I like to, but I told her if she wants to play in my world she has to play by my rules ;)
At 12/08/2005 03:01:00 PM,
Bone said…
Aofall, we really need to have interventions for some of these bloggers. Boring!
Bofall, I think those who read your blog consistently come to realize that OCG is not YOU entirely. That is only one part of your life that you choose to share.
3ofall, the more people in my real world that I share my blog with, the more confined and limited I feel about what I can post, because I don't want to offend them.
At 12/08/2005 03:23:00 PM,
Heather B. said…
Dearest OCG, you have inspired me to use cunt more frequently and to have no shame in doing so. Therefore I thank you for reminding me of what a truly awesome word it is and that I feel great when calling someone a cunt.
:-)
point being that you're awesome. very awesome.
At 12/08/2005 04:00:00 PM,
hannahhas said…
Thank you all for your support, I do greatly appreciate it…
Heather B. I use the word cunt like the word… “and”… okay well may not *that* much, but I do love that word… perhaps because it bothers people so…
;-)
Thanks again. You guys are awesome!!!
At 12/08/2005 04:53:00 PM,
Lizzie said…
oh, OCG, I can so relate to this. Sometimes I wonder if the real me is kind of turning into Lizzie. One of the very few people I know that reads my blog has actually started occasionally calling me Lizzie in real life and I found it slightly disturbing. Sometimes it seems like the lines get too blurred and I wonder if I'm unintentionally creating a caricature of myself on my blog. We're all more than the person we present on the blog but no one else knows that. They only know what they read. and then of course, there are all those things you can't say when the whole point of the blog in the first place was to have a place to say them.
all I can say though is that I really enjoy your blog and hope you keep it up. don't listen to any dumb cunts!
At 12/09/2005 07:45:00 AM,
Anonymous said…
I completely understand the anonymous yet not anonymous issue. For me, it became too much
At 12/09/2005 08:12:00 AM,
hannahhas said…
Lizzie- I know, bizarre when the line becomes blurred and you wonder who is who… but don’t you worry, I shant be listening to any of those stupid cunts.
;-) (I love that word... hee hee)
Pol- So what did you do?
Sans?
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