As always, it was way too personally revealing, and professionally ill-advised.
I miss the days when I didn't give a shit about that.
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Nooooooo!
My email had an alert for a new blog post and I got all kinds of excited. So I clicked over and gone.
Hmph!
You know, you can feel free to email all this personal stuff to me. I promise not to tell. I won't even blog about it.
Posted by: Satia | May 26, 2010 at 07:53 AM
I have to get over my damn self! Who cares if most of what I write is personally and professionally ill-advised? That's my shtick!
Also, please see the new post -- interested in contributing?
Posted by: Janice | May 26, 2010 at 12:43 PM
Sure. But you have to give me a topic to narrow me down because you know that I never ever lack for ideas and if left to myself I'll get blocked not because I can't think of anything but because I am thinking of too much.
May I write about how crazy my mother is? Or maybe the dogs? The dogs are crazy. Rob is crazy too. He married me and then he quit smoking. Seriously? I honestly think he should have timed these things a little better, don't you?
Posted by: Satia | May 26, 2010 at 06:48 PM
You can email these things to me privately too. I miss you <3
Posted by: Stana | Jul 03, 2010 at 08:09 PM