The blogosphere provides the opportunity for oversharing of one’s most intimate details and thoughts, which probably only the blogger in question truly cares about, and the reader of said blog probably doesn’t find nearly as fascinating.
At this very moment, I am sitting in bed, my husband is reading “The Red and the Black”, and our cat is curled up next to him having demanded and received attention. Exciting, no?
Later we shall go to Bed, Bath & Beyond, where we will exchange curtains for different curtains. This is the radical gay agenda that the right wing is trying to put a stop to. Our attempts to undermine the American family were even more heinous yesterday when we stepped out in the afternoon to get some slices of pizza and Diet Coke because we were hungry! I ask you, will this outrage never end?
As I am a library student, I suppose that all that I have written above can be related to principles of equal opportunity for all, and our mission to provide equal access to all seekers of information, whomever they may be, and whatever walks of life they come from, regardless of whether or not we may agree with their lifestyle choices, their style of dress, or – and this is most important – their ideas. Ethically, this mission would behoove me to assist someone whose ideas I find offensive (or at the very least disagree with) with as much respect as someone whose ideas I do agree with.
Anyway, It’s Sunday morning, I’m still in bed, and I haven’t had any coffee yet. However, I humbly remain,
For those of you who are simply fascinated by the goings on in my life, the wine I consumed in my last post was not a chardonnay, but was instead a sauvignon blanc by Fetzer (cheap but good). Having written this, I hereby acknowledge that I have completely forsaken by New York roots, and have instead become a bona fide Northern Californian, with all the preciousness that entails. I will try to redeem my New Yorker street cred in a later post. In the meantime, I remain,
Some people choose blogging, while others have blogging thrust upon them. I fall into the latter category, dragged kicking and screaming into the last part of the first decade of the 21st Century (a big shout-out to Stacy Wile at LIBR240 for being the one to thus drag me), but I must say, I am now rather intrigued.
What scintillating adventures am I up to right now? RIGHT NOW? Well, I am blogging about blogging (metablogging?) while my partner makes dinner (some sort of stew with chicken, shrimp and pasta – yum!) as we listen to the uplifting strains of Mozart’s Requiem, as I sip a glass of chardonnay (at least I think it’s chardonnay. I’m too lazy to walk into the next room and look at the bottle).
No blog entry of mine would be complete without a gratuitous mention of my elderly cat, Pamina, who is at this moment curled up at the end of the couch staring blankly into space.
Stay tuned for more chills, thrills, spills, and adventures!
Welcome to my first blog, posted after a long, hard day at the office. My partner is home from work now (yay!) and my cat is waiting to be shot up. It’s nice and quiet in our home, though any minute now, my partner is going to ask if it’s ok that he turn on the TV. We will then eat dinner, and watch “Futurama” while our cat either hangs out with us, ignores us, begs for attention, or all of the above.
Stay tuned for more pulse-pounding, scintillating adventures!