at work I incessantly check my e-mail just waiting for the uncertain event that someone will drop me a line - a dangling carrot that leads me to believe that yes, someone is thinking of me and I am loved. now, since joining this blog I've discovered a new compulsion for the love of blogging. Yes, I AM loved. someone wants me to read THEIR mundane thoughts and witty insights and then offer up MY OWN! I've never felt so popular without being in actual direct contact with other human beings. just me and my laptop. THIS must be what internet porn is all about!
I will admit that I am one of those types who craves human affection, in all of it's many guised and guilded forms. I am a shameless attention whore. Which is why, despite my initial shock of being called out as an unmedicated epileptic, I was sincerely honored that someone took the time out of their own busy schedule to post an unforgiving picture of me, yes ME, on their blog. This simple realization that others know I exist and may even be sharing a laugh at my expense was a bit of a narcissistic thrill. I'm totally hooked.
that said, anyone who would like to continue to stroke my (somewhat wounded) ego and comment on MY post, be my guest. after all, this is a way for me to validate my existence and my worth and YOUR response may be the thing that keeps me from dissolving into utter uncertainty about whether or not my contribution is valued and worthy. without a MySpace or Facebook account, what's a girl to do?
Saturday, May 9, 2009
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who are you calling mundane, woman?
ReplyDeleteand yes, you are a shameless ho
ReplyDeleteI don't think I've ever been so pressured to make a comment before. They didn't cover this in D.A.R.E.
ReplyDeleteWe've yet to have somebody share a drunken hand turkey. I feel like it may just come from you. And that'd be swell. Welcome to this party. ??
ReplyDeleteIt's not a party exactly, though. It's whatever you call that timevoid before dawn when the truely fucked are crawling across the floor grasping for another bottle or can or bump to straighten out a twisted mind. Welcome to that.