SeriouslyJune 26, 2008 at 10:44 pm | Posted in Uncategorized | 105 Comments
If ya’ll want to fight amongst yourselves, that’s fine. But I’m kind of tired of having the comments to whatever I post on here bogged down with all the fighting. Can ya’ll just exchange email addresses or something?
I write blogs because I’m told people want to read them. But when I write them, it’s just getting to be a bit exhausting reading the back and forth, back and forth. And I share pictures of my child because I’m asked to and because I’m so proud to show off my daughter, but apparently even that’s become a bad thing. You know what? Freddie asked me to stop sharing pictures of her anyway because there are crazy people in this world who might do something stupid. But I’ve always told him our listeners are different. I wasn’t worried about her safety. But now I’m like, why should I bother? I am perfectly happy to enjoy her all by myself.
Listen — I know I can be a bitch. I know I can be a loyal friend. I know I can be funny. I know I can piss people off. I know I have body issues. I know I am dating a man way too young for me. I know that my kid is about the closest thing to perfect I’ve ever experienced in this lifetime. I know not everybody likes me. I know some people flat-out hate me. I know I am loved. I know I need to take a nap right now. I know that I need more therapy. I know that I have the power to delete every single message you guys post, positive or negative. I know that I’m going to have California rolls for supper tonight and I’m very excited about it. And the more I think about it, I’m seriously thinking about deleting all the posts.
The thing is, I get on the radio and I say what I’m feeling. If I’m mad at someone or something, it spews out of me and you get to hear all about it. If I’m giddy about something, same thing. And the part I can’t escape — you know exactly who I am. My name is out there. My face is out there. I say it. I own it. I can’t sit behind a keyboard and type out whatever garbage I feel like spewing using some cleverly-crafted anonymous name attached to some bogus email address hoping I’ll get a rise out of somebody who will start a war of words with me.
I’ll post again tomorrow after I’ve had my California rolls and a good night’s sleep. I think I’m just too stinking cranky right now and I’m sorry for rambling on. But it’s just frustrating sometimes.
Meantime, I have the most wonderful job in the world and I wouldn’t trade anything for it. I am truly blessed to do what I do and get paid for it and I get to work with people I love — and fight with! — like family. I get inundated with uplifting emails and sweet myspace messages and I have to deal occasionally with some really negative stuff. But all the great stuff outweighs the little bit of bad and I just needed to get a little bit of the bad out of my system. Sorry about that. But this is my blog.