THE INTERNET IS NEAT:
Thank you for all your comments and email regarding my desire for a private creative outlet. I still want to publish intimate details of my life on the internet because I LOOOOOVE attention. Sometimes, though, I only want attention from one or two of you. Or just from myself. I CAN’T GET ENOUGH OF ME!
I’m interested in an invite to Vox, but if I don’t end up feeling at home there, I don’t want anyone to feel like they “wasted” an invite on me.
NEWS FROM MY UTERUS:
Erm. What else? I realized today that if I were going to BlogHer this weekend, I would totally be traveling during my period. I’d already be freaking out about meeting internet creeps friends, if I just said something stupid, whether I stink and if I can go a whole weekend without pooping. Having to worry about my yeeb would be TOO MUCH. One of you is officially not checking my butt every time I stand up this weekend. Congratulations on getting out of that.
ODD FACT ABOUT ME:
For some reason, whenever I go somewhere during my period, I always over-estimate the number of tampons I’ll need and end up taking a truckload.
AN APOLOGY:
If you get your period unexpectedly at BlogHer, I won’t be there to hook you up. Sorry. Write me. I’ll send some tampons and M&M’s to make it up to you.
WHEW!:
It’s a good thing nobody I know reads this website. Except YOU, of course.
MORE RANDOM THAN TELLING YOU ABOUT MY MENSTRUAL CYCLE (but much less awkward):
When I listen to books on tape, I don’t always know how the author has decided to spell the names of the characters. When I see them later in print, the names look weird typed out because I’m used to seeing them in my head intertwined with an actor’s voice and the character’s personality traits. One character’s name might be a large, bold font with ragged edges; another is flowy script with flowery vines weaved around the letters.
