Self-censoring Take 14

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Friends read this site. Colleagues read this site. My family, occasionally, pops in and reads this site.

I think I need a new site. Somewhere anonymous, somewhere I can spout forth without having to worry about who’s reading. I can’t talk about three pieces of news at the moment. May never talk about one of them to be honest, in fact I kinda know that, depending on the outcome, I may never talk about two of them. The third will become general knowledge at some point, and it’s really not that big a deal, but it’s news and is happening to me and has prompted thoughts and emotions that I can’t discuss here.

So I’m trying to stay away from these partially related topics (well two of them are… keeping up?)

I guess this is where being a ‘blogger’ has it’s advantages. If I were Julie Burchill, exempli gratia, I’d be expected to spout forth with my feelings on this topic, regardless of my wants… and the advantage of being a journalist is that you are expected to, so life events witnessed can be expected to turn up in print. What is the etiquette regarding these things when it comes to blogs? Do I seek my friend’s/colleague’s/family’s approval before mentioning them here? (Ohh and if any of the aforementioned are reading, feel free to state your object, or lack of one, in the comment box).

I do have some other thoughts flittering about my head, the current postings (elsewhere and mentioned here on Saturday) about attribution of links for example: my take is that I attribute the site I found it on. If I came across it myself or via an email or IM then it remains unattributed. RSS news aggregators, a few thoughts about tagging Blogger posts to create categories, why trackbacks are hard, why I can’t get motivated to finish the Scottish Blogs site, and why I’m currently promising to go for a walk tonight but have the feeling that by the time I get home I won’t feel like it, and many other fascinating, and somewhat, limited topics.

Another one that has just popped into my head is my overuse of commas (Oxford or otherwise) but I’ll leave that one alone, for now (dammit, did it again…)

What else can I do to distract my brain – music: Scissors Sisters album is good, as are Kings of Leon and Joss Stone all of which are currently cycling round my playlist – books: current read is alright but can’t really see that it’s going anywhere, and not sure what I’m in the mood for next – films: didn’t make it to the cinema and beginning to wonder why I’m paying for an ‘Unlimited’ pass that I use all of once a month (needs to be at least twice if not three times to be justifiable) – money: no, no… wrong topic. Damn you brain!

See what happens? I start rambling. Almost incoherently.

Where is the fast forward button anyway?

(and first person to say “you’ll wish your life away” gets a smack, and no, not THAT kind of smack you perverts…)

Ultimately, am I doomed to see the downside all the time. Is my glass always half-empty?

(And why do I have Carrie Bradshaw’s voice in my head?)

Christ, I really need to get a grip. This is just the sort of navel-gazing nonsense I promised myself I’d stop doing. I guess I could always NOT post it… the ultimate in self-censorship.