Top ten reasons why I (now) blog anonymously.

I have had several experiences this year that sent me with tale wagging back here to my anonymous blog. Almost every installment in this series of unfortunate events had to do with a blog post that I wrote or that someone that I know has written. And even now, this blog is read by a few family members, friends and etc.. So even here I am not completely free to as Sly would say “B-mice-elf.” (Not that they have made me so, it is I who have bound mice-elf)

So here I woke up this morning thinking about blogging and what to blog today, and almost every potential topic got knocked out because my blog is not completely anonymously. So here I am blogging about what I can’t blog about, that’s the best I can do. So…

here’s a list ( I feel a list may let me get it off my chest.)

1. Anything too closely related to, closely related to, anywhere nearly related to my ex-girlfriend.

See people who know my ex read my blog. There are some that would love to report on it, or will put two and two together and ask questions. And my ex isn’t 'ex' enough for me to blog about. You know what I’m saying? Well anyway, she tends to respond to anything said about her in a way that’s….wait, have I lost my mind, what am I doing?

2. My arrogant classmates and professors.

There are people who read my blogs and the stories that I tell could potentially be heard and relived, retold and rehashed. My insights could be exposed to the subjects of said diatribes. And next years course works is supposed to be mainly group work. Never mind the fact that my grade is hanging in the balance as far as my professors is concerned. And just in case you’re wondering, although I don’t have any professors as quirky as Dr. Hoabs, The others have enough of what flickr calls “the interesting factor” to blog about . But for fear or retribution I don’t.

3. My family.

Wouldn’t do that anyway.

4. My stalkers

Well shall we say the people that like me and that I don’t necessarily like them back? That sounds better than stalker. But when I obviously don’t like them back and they still like me then they have begun to cross the stalker’s Rubicon. Some of them I’m sure read this or could easily find me. One person googled me and sent me an e-mail (never gave her my e-mail, phone # or web address mind you.) and one of her comments was “There is a lot of information out there on you.” This was in an email who's opening line was "first, I'm not a stalker." Check out my website now, I took every piece of personal info off it (the sad thing is google keeps cached pages of sites in perpetuity.) But I could never blog about an incident like that.

5. My potential love interest.

See numbers 1, 4 and 6. Oh and BTW there are no potential love interests at this moment. For real there aren’t.

6. Past love interest.

They seem to always be looking for themselves in my writing and even though they are past love interest they seem to be all too interested in my current love life. (Notice I didn’t say girlfriends, it includes them, but all love interest aren’t all girlfriends.)

7. Unresolved issues.

I have these privacy factors and these weaknesses. The combination of the two could be exploited. Often times they have been. So I don’t like to expose my unresolved weakness to my enemies. And yes, I have enemies. Seems to be that I have more of them than friends right now. So my weaknesses and unresolved issues I hold close to the vest. Although blogging has been so cathartic, I’d love to put it down but you know how people do.

8. The need for audience vs. writing to no one in particular.

It’s so cool knowing that someone is reading. But for me to insure that I had to share the blog with people I know (guess I could’ve shared it with people that I don’t know, but I have this feeling that it wouldn’t be valued.) Well then I run into the problem that this list describes. But if I didn’t, I’d abandon my readership (as if I have a readership), and to do that would be to rely on people randomly stumbling upon my page and that just is not good enough. (Actually I do have some daily readers, I did drop one to the wayside because I said something that she didn’t like.) It’s not cathartic if no one reads it ( well for me it isn’t, because I can hear the argument in your head already.)


9. Enemies.

"When we ride on our enemies!" --Tupac
I used go around referring to myself as Raymond and quoting the title of a popular TV show Everybody Loves Raymond. The truth, is they don’t. In fact they love you or they hate you, I’d prefer indifference right about now. And I know my enemies were checking up on my old non-anon blog, and if they were paying attention or have


10. My friends
I have a lot of female friends and they are just that friends that are female. There is this overwhelming majority of people that believe it is impossible to have opposite sex platonic relationships. Well I have accomplished that on several levels and maintain them well. But numbers, 1, 4 and 6 can’t get to that. So they go about proving this wrong. Attacking my friends intentions, mine and the things that we do that are platonic, although they could be done as a couple, are often portrayed as only couples stuff. So I can’t blog about baby sitting a class mates children this past weekend, why?…. because I baby sat with a female friend.