The Cat Came Back, She Just Couldn't Stay Away

So, I took a little hiatus from blogland but, for the two of you who actually gave a crap…I'm baaaack ;)

 

Let's just say that I was "discovered" at work a couple weeks ago, viaGawker , and in fine Cheese form, became overly paranoid, and shut that fucker off so fast, nobody knew what had hit them.

 

In fact, someone left a comment on Gawker regarding my post about Blueberri Stoli being the bomb: " Too seriously delicious for public consumption, apparently. You can keep people from reading your blog now? I must be missing the point of becoming famous." Because I had made my blog private within minutes of it being posted on Gawker.

 

What's so hilarious is that, being found by Gawker was, of course, one of the coolest things about having this blog.   Isn't it every bloggers dream? To be put on display, for anyone and everyone to peruse, and comment? I mean, it's ALL about the comments, right?

 

But then, I got a comment from someone, asking me if I knew anyone who would have sex with them while bleeding. And that was kinda gross. And then, my co-workers figured me out, and I started thinking about all the weirdness that I post about, and yea, it's not dangerous or going to get me fired, but it IS going to make them think I'm a freak, and quite frankly, I'm already pretty high on their freak radar as it is.   And then I started worrying that my boss would think that all I do all day is sit at my desk and write blogs, and I got paranoid that I was going to get fired for that.

 

At first, I missed my daily entries.  But then, it felt a bit freeing. I didn't have the pressure on myself to be witty, or worry about who was reading or why no one was reading.   But at the end of the day, I really like my blog. I like when other people like my blog, and I like seeing what others have to say about my crazy musings. So I decided to come back, and give it another shot.

 

And next time I get featured on Gawker, I promise I will not run through the office screaming "I got Gawkered. I got Gawkered."   Turns out, that's a surefire way to get your coworkers to sit up and take notice.