Thursday, February 03, 2005
Bummed out
A second message was left on Jo's cell phone without her ever getting back to us, I just found out that I can't wear dangly jewelry in my belly button for anatomical reasons, and the band seems to be considering getting another manager, even though he's doing a kick-ass job - simply because we are all emotionally involved with the current one: The Fiancé.
WTF???
Okay... I have promised to not unfoundedly freak out on people anymore, and to listen to the facts first... but right now this raises the hairs on my neck, seeing how passionately and devotely he's into supporting and helping us. He seems so happy with what he's doing, and he's so good at what he's doing... I am sure it would break his heart to be replaced by some stranger who none of us is "emotionally involved" with. No... what the hell am I talking about... it would break my
Ugh, today is just one of those days. As I already mentioned over at my "real" blog, I just wanna crawl under my blanket, and pretend that if I can't see anyone, nobody can see me, either. Nobody... and especially not my problems. And speaking of my "real" blog... I am getting bored of it, and I feel like I have nothing to tell anymore. Maybe that's because too many people I know are reading. My parents, for one. And the stuff I lately feel like talking about doesn't belong on my "public" (- how hypocritical...) blog. Can you imagine my Mom and Dad finding out about that piece of metal in my hood, and my taste for women? All hell would break lose, I can tell you that.
So this is why I am considering closing the chapter of my "real" blog for good (- oh, how many times have I said that already...), and focusing on this one exclusively. Re-embrace the anonymity that this blog gives me... anonymity and an audience that hasn't been spoiled by pictures of me and real names yet. What a refreshing thought. heart... especially after all he's done for us, and how he's still bending over backwards to get things done for us on a daily basis.
WTF???
Okay... I have promised to not unfoundedly freak out on people anymore, and to listen to the facts first... but right now this raises the hairs on my neck, seeing how passionately and devotely he's into supporting and helping us. He seems so happy with what he's doing, and he's so good at what he's doing... I am sure it would break his heart to be replaced by some stranger who none of us is "emotionally involved" with. No... what the hell am I talking about... it would break my
Ugh, today is just one of those days. As I already mentioned over at my "real" blog, I just wanna crawl under my blanket, and pretend that if I can't see anyone, nobody can see me, either. Nobody... and especially not my problems. And speaking of my "real" blog... I am getting bored of it, and I feel like I have nothing to tell anymore. Maybe that's because too many people I know are reading. My parents, for one. And the stuff I lately feel like talking about doesn't belong on my "public" (- how hypocritical...) blog. Can you imagine my Mom and Dad finding out about that piece of metal in my hood, and my taste for women? All hell would break lose, I can tell you that.
So this is why I am considering closing the chapter of my "real" blog for good (- oh, how many times have I said that already...), and focusing on this one exclusively. Re-embrace the anonymity that this blog gives me... anonymity and an audience that hasn't been spoiled by pictures of me and real names yet. What a refreshing thought. heart... especially after all he's done for us, and how he's still bending over backwards to get things done for us on a daily basis.
