Private Blog?
Spent some time reading my private blog this morning, just to review how profane and yet oddly funny I can be when I’m frustrated. I started blogging during Christmas of 2002-2003, and that blog became my private blog. I cuss a good deal in there, because it’s my “vent” place, kinda like my diary. Whereas this blog has my thoughts and dreams, that one has my nightmares–petty jealousies, vitriolic complaints about work and all those there (okay, more vitriolic than the ones in this blog), and me generally shaking my fist at the heavens screaming ‘WHY?!’ ...