A Post About You

You know who you are.  And I’m sorry for not being sorry, but I’ve been very remiss in writing about you.  After all, you’ve had such an enormous impact on my life!  It seems like I’d have something to say about all that, but I haven’t as yet. 

And I know that makes you a little bit sad and a little bit confused.  Maybe you’re wondering how I can talk about my life without talking about you.  (You’ve always thought a bit highly of yourself that way.)  But there are so many other things to write about.  My family, work, lovers.  It’s just a waterfall of content and ideas and tidbits from those that you, sadly I guess, are just one more dew drop like all the others.

So, here’s a post about you.  It’s the one you’ve been looking for!  The one you’ve been waiting for!  Hooray!

I’d like to take this moment to tell you how much I appreciate having you in my life.  You are so consistently yourself, so endlessly entertaining, and so full of life.  There is no end to the nice things I can say about you!

You’re witty, you’re creative, you’re not an idiot.  Well, most of the time.  I mean, sometimes you can be pretty stupid, you know?  Of course you know.  But for the most part…

And you’ve done great things for me. Probably changed my life, if I stop to think about it.  I mean, how could you not?!  We’ve known each other for years and years. We’ve laughed, we’ve cried, we’ve learned.

I only hope I’ve done the same for you.  Changed your life, that is.  You’re still here, so I guess you get something out of it all.  And I’m glad of that.  I’m glad I help you be more yourself, or a better person, or whatever it is you want to get from me.  I think everyone should always get something out of every interaction, every relationship, every life. 

It’s what relationships are, you know.  We weave ourselves into each other and take this piece and that piece and that bit over there.  Over time, we become intertwined and a part of each other.  Like a piece of global fabric that builds a scarf or a blanket or a sheltering tent.

That’s about all I can think of to say.  I bet you wish there was more.  All the same, I bet you’re glad I finally wrote to you, and specifically about you.  At last!  At last!  I hope it calms your nerves and helps you sleep a little better at night knowing, at last at long final last, that you rate.


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  1. somebody 06.17.08 / 8am

    Did you write this one to your ego? You seem to think you know what is in other’s minds. You don’t. You seem to lack depth beyond self image, lovers, your place in everyone’s eyes. What would you be without your looks, social image, props? You would be who you really are. You would be someone inside their own unique version of life looking out. You would be empty or not. Lonely or not. Full of appreciation of life, or not. There’s an art to loving life. Success is about how you handle life. Are you satisfied? Or is it all about the shell? One day that shell will crumble and dissolve, like an M&M lying on a droplet of water. Is the inside good and chocolatey, or is it stale nothingness? M&Ms are always the same. They are pretty, they beckon the senses. Once left out in the rain, they are nothing inside.

  2. that chick 06.17.08 / 8am

    I can’t help but wonder why you keep reading this blog when it makes you so upset, she who longs to be somebody.

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THE WAY I GOT

I’ve been called intelligent, strong, an idiot, annoying, entertaining, obnoxious, kind, crazy, hilarious, a sociopath, a narcissist, beautiful, ugly, hideous, insensitive, a robot, intense, an insitgator, a mediator, logical, friendless, undateable, hot, creative, retarded, professional, leggy, fat, skinny, short, tall, blonde, blue-eyed, brunette, crass, vulgar, classy, crude, rude, inconsiderate, socially unacceptable, socially adept, talented, skilled, curious, and ridiculous.

I’ve also been told I have presence.  And horse teeth.  And that I’m “too much”.  Often.

I have no idea what the truth is.