The comments section of my last blog and Tam's blog are proof of that. I lead a shallow existence that consists of sitting in this seat and typing random, bizarre comments on people's sites in hopes that someone will laugh at my expense. It's sad, but I have fun, nonetheless.
I have to count myself lucky that I have a couple partners in crime that make me feel as if I'm actually funny. Tam and "ron" (I've jumped on the bandwagon of lowercasing your name) are probably the only ones to comment on almost every blog (aside from my husband). Even when I think that no one is reading it because I'm not getting feedback, they make me feel better when they comment; even if one of them has nothing better to say than call me a "racist, heartless bitch." At least it's an honest post.
I sometimes feel like I don't have any cool people to hang out with anymore because they've either all gone out to college and don't live nearby or they don't know how to do anything else but go out and get trashed every night. In case you weren't aware, that's not my thing. My husband has a couple friends that he gets to hang out with on occasion, and everytime he does go out with them, I feel out of the loop.
I was always more of a homebody, but I did like hanging out with people, and I did more of it. Now I've felt confined to the house a lot. It's kind of depressing, actually; especially in the winter.
However, Tam and ron have been making me feel a lot better lately. I can't quite explain, but I feel like there are cool people out there to hang out with that don't want to go out and get trashed all the time. On top of that, they have the same bizarre humor as I do, and we can accuse one of having a "pencil-sized monkey," and it's all in good fun. What's even cooler is that I met both of them through doing what I love: blogging.
The feeling is great. Thanks for giving me some hope and being a support system for me during this rocky spot. I appreciate it.
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