One of my New Year’s resolutions was to start blogging again.
Yes, Mr. Maxwell, blogging, instead of just confusing folks with snapshots from the inside of my brain. I know they may seem like one and the same, but, trust me, they…
Okay, maybe they are one and the same — but I do them using a different set of filters.
This year, I decided to start the New Year in March. I usually start it in February, somewhere aroundish between Chinese New Year and the wedding anniversary, but the Epic Holiday Fail of 2010 carried over into early 2011.
I, uhm, just took down the “Welcome Fall” flag outside last week, and there’s still an autumn berry wreath on the front door. But, hey, if you squint hard enough, it looks like pepper berries, honest!
I haven’t blogged since late 2009, when I joined Twitter so I could keep up with my friends. I still have that blog over at LiveJournal. I’d originally planned to start that up again, but after I found myself failing to make sense of all of the friend groups and filters I’d set up on it, I decided just to start over — sorta. I haven’t deleted that blog. Well, I haven’t yet deleted that blog.
I like getting rid of things. I’m pretty sure it’s a sickness. I’ll probably erase and retype this aside two or three times before I decide
not to publish it.
I’ve never joined Facebook. I was on MySpace only for a few months, and I still have a Friendster account that I keep thinking I should figure out how to obliterate from the Interweb, even if the testimonials on it still make me giggle. If social networking was one big party, I’d be the odd girl who showed up early but who’s still over there by the wall wondering if she has anything worth adding to a conversation.
Not that I can’t pass as normal when I want to. Even professional. Even on forums. No, really.
So … hi! How is everybody?