Blogroll

***UPDATE***
I’ve added a blogroll! If you want to be added PLEASE COMMENT!!! This is only a little start.

---

I had a friend who recently asked me to add her to my blogroll and I will … I’m just feeling weird about having a blogroll in the first place. Probably because I honestly don’t read that many blogs. It’s probably not proper blog etiquette by any means to NOT have a blogroll, but I didn’t have one on my last blog … eh, I’ll keep thinking about it.

I kind of feel guilty b/c I don’t read many of other people’s blogs; but I feel more guilty when I spend hours on the Internet and don’t get my bathtub scrubbed. And, reading blogs at work is out of the question; I am wall-to-wall slammed every day. Then, when I get home, I’m not much in the mood for putting my eyes and upper back through MORE strain, plus having my blood pressure rise by reading pages of people arguing. I’ve often contemplated turning off comments on my own blogs b/c I’m not too fond of insta-critics. (Insta-compliments are always welcome, LOL …)

I once had an (idiot) boyfriend tell me “You think too much.” Well, he was a jackass, but, I’ve always thought that I overanalyze things. However, I think many blogs are merely outposts for people who reeeeeeeeally think too much and overanalyze things (no, no one I know personally … but stuff I find). A good friend of mine who’s an NLP therapist (though not *technically* my therapist, though she serves that function for me in an unstructured sense — she lives in Canada) has told me that I spend too much time on the Internet *as it is* getting sucked into other people’s drama and beliefs.

Sometimes, I honestly kind of hate blogs …

On the other hand, I think I might like blogging better if I stopped censoring myself and just spat out the bile I’m always *really* thinking. But then, I probably wouldn’t have any friends, and may possibly get death threats. On the other hand, maybe I’d have the disaffected fan club I’ve always wanted. Nah, everybody would probably hate me. And I’d have to turn off comments, b/c everyone would let *me* know what *they’re* really thinking … But I really admire people who have the cojones to say whatever they want. Being hung up on people hating me is something I hope to fully get over one of these days. I’m still kicking around the idea of starting yet ANOTHER blog … this one being even more anonymous, so no one I’ve ever met IRL would know it was me … It would be like the anti-Cheers, that place I want to go where no one knows my name …

Perhaps it’s being socialized as a Southerner (or as a female Southerner), I’ve always been taught to be polite and avoid direct confrontation and never come right out and say what I *really* want to (i.e. to be passive aggressive). Or is this what’s known as tact and diplomacy? B/c I find “brutally honest” people really grating. Well, make that the *self-proclaimed* brutally honest, as in “Oh, why are you offended, I’m *just being honest*?” Because they’re usually not “being honest” about anything except their own subjective opinion of why they find me annoying LOL.

Really, though, I’m *working* on not being such a nasty person. Being a crime reporter really brought it out in me. “Ooh, death and destruction — let’s go!”

On the other hand, I find nasty, anitsocial, people-hating people highly entertaining (at least when they’re on stage and I don’t have to hang out with them). BTW I totally didn’t realize that Bill Hicks was born in Valdosta, Ga.!!! Bill Hicks really is my idol … He’s the one that suggested that terminally ill patients should be euthanized by becoming extras in action movies … Among other very popular ideas …