
Dear Blog,
I'm such a dick to you. I ignore you for days at a time when life is busy and full. Then, when I need a shoulder to cry on, and ear to bend, I come running back--man-hating poem in hand. I know it isn't fair. I know our relationship should be more balanced, more give and take. Like, for example, I could really do a better job assigning categories to your entries, or making you easy to navigate. Instead I leave you in the same sloppy outfit for months--even years--at a time.
And I know I've been neglecting you for that other site, the one no one's even met yet. The site that's younger, easier, newer and more exciting than my trusty old blog. I can't help it! But that will change soon, I promise. Starting Monday I'm going to give you one new poem every day. That's right. Every day for a month, a poem that you've never seen before, Blog. And I'll think about what to do with your sidebar...I'll pick out something nice for you.
More bloggy
About me? I'm one big, raw, exposed fucking nerve. What else is there to know?New Rule
Buzz
Why I Don't Answer Before 4pm
Well, well, well
Revenge of the Cyst
I Will Survive. Probably.
Thank You
Where the hell I've been
A foulmouthed tart
Archives
Catagorized:
bloggy
desires
dudes rule
dudes suck
entertainment
familia
five minute free write
Home
im convos
jewelry
l.a.
letters
love and relationships
mtv days
nostalgia
on the lot
phone calls
poetry
random
ranting
sex
storytelling
venice
why i need therapy