Annoyed Pt. 2

So, heaters in. Sorta.

This blog is private. Not that I don't want people reading it. If that were the case, I'd be writing on paper and burning it afterward. However, I don't want people I know to read it. At least, I don't want to know about it. That distinction doesn't make much sense. If I know people I know, people who can and will cast and affecting judgment on my writing, are reading this I'm going to edit myself. If you've read this much, you've read the first post and seen that's the opposite of my intent.

So you say, "But why do you let it affect you? Why not just do as you will anyway?"

I don't know. I just know that I do, and the only way to not let it is to go around. Maybe it's a maturity thing. I've heard a lot about my immaturity lately.

All this makes sense, I think. If people I know read, I edit. I don't want to edit, therefore, I don't want to know if people I know are reading.

There is only one person I know that I don't mind if they read it. They read it and gave out the address. This is not a happy thing. When I bitched about it, apparently there was a question as to my motives for keeping it private. When I bitched about that, there was a fight.

I don't like fighting. Fighting pisses me off.