Today
I'd written a few things in here and then one day decided to delete everything. Like I said, I appear normal to most but some close friends correctly suspect my disfunctional nature.
It was liberating deleting all those files though. Very deliciously self-destructive and without much consequence, except maybe pissing off some readers. (sorry)
It's strange. I'd done this before. I wrote a poem for a boyfriend once, read it to him and tore it up immediately cos' I didn't want him to remember it. He was pissed off and confused. I have a fear of being remembered.
I 'm not sure why. Like I said, I don't know what to do with me.
It was liberating deleting all those files though. Very deliciously self-destructive and without much consequence, except maybe pissing off some readers. (sorry)
It's strange. I'd done this before. I wrote a poem for a boyfriend once, read it to him and tore it up immediately cos' I didn't want him to remember it. He was pissed off and confused. I have a fear of being remembered.
I 'm not sure why. Like I said, I don't know what to do with me.
posted by AnnieSeed at 5:42 PM
5 Comments:
Oh, there's no such thing as normal ;)
Can you at least answer my question about the licquorice allsorts if you remember it? :)
And are you telling me that sometimes you're, shall we say, "a bit emotional"... Well, that's only you and like EVERY OTHER WOMAN ON THE PLANET THEN ;)
I remember a (bad) joke about that, actually.
Q: If Mr. Spock is a Vulcan, and is 100% logic and 0% emotion, what is the opposite?
A: A woman.
I'm sorry, it's just that I guess you did make me think of how my wife is sometimes, and then it occurred to me that no, I don't think it's just the two of you ;)
It's strange. I know exactly what you mean, and it does seem so familiar to me. And I know it's not a good thing, but for some reason, it's just made me smile.
Women. You lot are one hell of a bloody big pain in the arse, but us dumb men will carry on loving them :)
Incidentally, did you write anything new before you deleted it?
If you have something to say, I'll listen. And there's no risk of pissing me off enough to stop me reading your blog. ;)
I doubt I'll go forgetting it or you anytime soon. So there.
Liquorice allsorts... don't remember what you asked, but I know they're candy. Anyway, thank god for dumb men because I don't know what I'll do without mine.
The litle round seedy ones that I don't like. They've got Aniseed in them :)
I did ask whether AnnieSeed was your real name. I forgot when I posted the comment above that I had decided it wasn't.
After a few days of silence, I got nosey. Realised that if you hang the mouse over your counter, it displays a different user name.
I'm guessing that one was your real name.
Googled for that, and found some posts that I would be 90% sure were made by you to a forum.
The Internet is a scary place ;)
My apologies if you feel your privacy invaded.
Why did you decide to start a blog rather than just posting to forums or something?
I've had to resist that urge many times. To delete my whole blog that is.
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