So, yeah.
Normally I am not terribly forthcoming about my blog with the people that I work with. A handful of folks know about it - well, three people, all of whom are friends outside of work. I think only one of them actually reads this thing. (Hi Cheryl!)
Anyway, yesterday I was having a chat with Cheryl and two other people at my office and she mentioned my blog. They glommed onto this and one of them threatened to just Google me until he found out the website name if I didn't reveal the URL then and there. So I offered it up.
And now I keep thinking about it...
I know that for a long time, my blog was up there in the list of google pages under the search heading for the word 'fucker' because of an entry from over a year ago about the president of my company. So, that's not good. And I know that I have multiple complaints about my current job from further back than that - though they are that far back, and not recent. I guess I have better things to write about of late. Or rather, I just haven't been writing about anything lately...
It's weird how I compartmentalize my life. I have work people, improv people, family people, and other. It's strange - Cheryl is classified in my own mind as an improv person despite the fact that I work with her. I went to a show that she was in and was somewhat stunned to find one of my co-workers there. I just don't expect the circles to overlap like that.
The blogging thing is also its own entity. On some level, I feel like it's entirely separate from real life, though I know that people in my real life read it. It's funny, I had a "secret" wedding blog on a wedding website - not Rod's and my wedding blog, but another - and I always felt a little more free about writing whatever I pleased over there because I knew that nobody in my real life read it. Here I feel like I have to edit things, at least slightly.
So it's odd that work people know about this blog. I really hope this is not a spate of work people - it may be advisable for me to take down some entries, and I don't like doing that. It's my blog, dammit, I want to be able to say whatever I want.
Well, as close to "whatever I want" as I'm willing to come in a public forum that my in-laws read...
Comments (3)
Yeah, I've been considering sharing some journals with my students, because I make them write journals, and because they need some guidance on how to do so. But . . . I enjoy sharing some things with some people. Just not people I work with. I'll even share with total strangers -- and in some ways, I feel closer with them because of it. Do we share less with those we know better? Or is it about power dynamics. I dunno. . .
Posted by: Artricia | January 23, 2004 11:06 AM
I wonder about that too. For ages, I didn't know that several of my friends had live journals. There were four of them, all of whom read my blog, and none of them *told* me about their own. And it was like, do you just not want me in that part of your life? They all knew about each other's, just, didn't tell me. That bugged me for a long time, until I started realizing that there really were certain people that I didn't want reading this. At all. I want to be able to spill out whatever I feel like saying... and not worrying about it. I edited myself with wedding plans for fear that my mother would read this. It's no fun.
Posted by: joy | January 23, 2004 12:52 PM
Blogging is kind of a surreal life. It is interesting on how many people you can communicate with instantly that would have taken years to meet!
~Alana
Posted by: Alana | February 6, 2004 5:35 PM