Lately I have been worrying that I speak too highly of myself in my blog.
I mean, I like to think that I do not, that I sneak enough of my true self into all of the artifice that I weave that it should be obvious that my moments of egotism in here are purely only ironic.
(I mean, hello? One entry is all about attending a Honolulu A-List Visible event and the very next one is all about crying at night alone in my room? How much more ironic can one’s blog get?)
Also, I work quite a lot on each post. See? I actually sketch them out, several times, before posting. So, even if my articles do seem egotistical to the casual reader who stumbles across them, I feel that they’re still relevant, important, valuable, to some people…and not egotistical.
(That would be the “A Hunger Artist” article, BTW, in one of its first incarnations.)
So I really do not take too kindly to random comments on my blog’s fucking bio page (Hello?! Did you even get that?! Did you read just that one page?! Nothing else?!) referring to how much of an ego I have. Yes, I have an ego. (Um. Everyone has one.) And sometimes it is an inflated one. But that should be obvious to anyone who stumbles across this blog and reads even a few entries (i.e., more than one) of it.
I love all of you all who read this thing. I truly do. I mean, I have “real” friends who do not read this thing and yet, you total strangers do. And sometimes you comment. And I love that; I love reading what you write, most of the time.
But if you cannot find it in your heart to blog nicely, then, please, do not comment at all. I put all of my heart and soul out here for you to read, to peruse, and, hopefully, to learn from my experiences. So if all you are going to offer up to me in return are comments about my inflated ego, then, please, keep them to yourself.
I already “boast” one online stalker who enjoys making it a point to defame and criticize me.
I do not require more.
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-smilekiss- Honey… we are soooo what we are. We can’t give all of ourselves and we are bound by who we are to give what we do. It’s complicated, always complex. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve felt the same thing. I mean, over and over and over. But at the end of the day, we give laughs, sometimes. We give support, sometimes. We show people that we’re fallible, sometimes. That it’s good to be human. Sometimes, we show that we’re intensely fierce creatures, and not everyone is gonna get that. So listen up, my gorgeous, gorgeous boy. Ego is a reflection of _how_ we see ourselves. If we were to wallow negativity, then we’d be boring as fuck. Just like every other emokid out there, spewing their guts across the airwaves. Bleh! Fuck that. Be your own best friend. Be your own cheerleader. That’s what I say. -grin-
And let me hang out with ya, ’cause really, I love you.
Jen: Most of the time, I love blogging. I love putting myself out there, making connections with others, etc.
But it’s times like these that I just hate it. It’s like a virtual slap in the face, to put your entire self out there only to have a return in that manner. However, I suppose that is what we have to expect, sometimes, when we blog as you and I blog.
I am so happy that you are in my world, and that you understand me, and that you “get” my words. Those three things mean everything to me.
As do your words to me.
And, really, you should take a vacation to Honolulu anytime or to San Francisco in October, so that we can really hang out. Because I love you, too, my dear.
*warm hugs*
Maybe I’m missing something but I thought the point of a blog, unless you state otherwise, is, oh, I don’t know, ALL ABOUT YOU!
Personally, if I don’t like what someone writes about themselves, I generally don’t comment. Because I don’t know that person, and I don’t know what they’re feeling. Unless of course it completely obvious they’re an idiot, then I really can’t be held responsible for my actions…but that’s a different story.
I love your blog. You write beautifully, your photo’s are unbelievable and you make me laugh. Which of course is what you’re here for right? To make me laugh? I thought so.
You’re a rock star and don’t you forget it.
ha, as a former victim of an active defamer … i salute you. one should do one’s best to send positive energy into the world, yeah? yeah. anyone who takes the time to bash you is actually proving that you DO matter, to them, a whole lot, and probably should have a bigger ego. also, LOL’ed at (um, everyone does).
Kerstin: Firstly, I fucking love you.
Secondly, yeah, I mean unless you are maintaining a blog like some of my friends do that are completely theme or professionally oriented, it should be expected to be all about you. And if you don’t like the content when you stumble across it, then get the fuck out, right?! Why waste the time on the words you expend if your interpretation of the content is negative? I don’t get it.
Also, many thanks for your accolades; I greatly appreciate them, and return them in kind. I feel the same way when I enter your world, as well.
Because you are a rock star, as well, my dear.
Riese: That’s a big part of why I adore reading you: the active and effortless soul-searching, the humor, and the doing your best to send positive energy into the world. The latter is something I’m not quite sure enough people do as much as they should online, these days.
I LOL’ed at your comment regarding me mattering to the criticizers a whole lot; because that is exactly what I think. It’s like, I think, if you don’t like me, why you reading me, bitch?!
(Also regarding “Um, everyone does”: a friend who read this yesterday asked me, “Um. Do you realize how weird it is that you’re writing an entry on your ego and you end it with a self-portrait? How egotistical is that?” And I was like, “Um. That’s the point. I’ll be as egotistical as I fucking want.” *wink*)
What a stupid insult. Why would anyone admit to having that much time on their hands? It’s like this: you either read a blog that touches you and comment or start to read one that doesn’t and leave. Why read it through, why sniff out the narrator, why take the time to reply if you think they’re full of themselves in a way that isn’t fun for you to read?
Because to imply that people with big egos are bad reads is retarded. I for one think people with big egos have the best blogs and shows. You don’t see emokid_x racking up the sort of readership, say, Dooce has. People with egos are more confident, they do more and because they feel entitled, they get away with more. They speak with more authority, they use tenses that make us go right where they are. They are immediate.
Your ego does this. And you have it, so flaunt it! Ms. Kai would do to learn a thing or two about creating truly engaging writing and letting her ego–err, her voice shine through her pieces. Maybe then I’ll get halfway through the first sentence of her sporadic contributions.
Oh!!!! PS: YOU LOOK SO FUCKING HOT IN THAT PICTURES OMGGGGG I CAN’T WAIT TO TAKE YOU OUT CLUBBING SO EVERYONE CAN STARE AT US!!!!!!!
AV: You are completely correct, as usual. The majority of the best reads on my blogroll have, in fact, huge egos. And what that means is that they find their lives, their experiences, and the way they write about them, somehow relevant and important and interesting to other people. And some people will get them and some will not. And if they don’t get them? Then they can fuck the hell off. We have a responsibility to our “audience” to inform / amuse / entertain them, not some ingrate who stumbles across us and disapproves of us. Move the fuck on to some arms control issue to fill your free time, do not bother us with your negative comments.
Oh.
Whoops.
Was that bitchy?
*wink*
You have always known that I have always loved debate and differing opinions; such things make for interesting comment threads in blogs (particularly in mine *cough*), even if they sometimes cross the proverbial “line”. But I loathe online blog hit-and-runs like that, which offer absolutely no inspiration for constructive repartee.
*rolls eyes*
AV: OMFG THANK YOU! AND, I KNOW, RIGHT?! I CANNOT WAIT TO RULE THE DOWNTOWN SCENE WITH YOU AGAIN. WE HAVE TO MAKE SURE THAT YOU ARE HERE FOR AT LEAST THE TWO FIRST FRIDAY EVENTS AND ONE SKYLINE!!1!!1
*dies in anticipation*
The fact that no contact info was left at all is really shady. If you want to call someone out on bullshit, you should stand by your conviction, at least with a blog address. Otherwise it’s like telling some stranger in the street their outfit doesn’t match and rushing off into a cab!
Right, exactly. It’s also kind of like replying to a blog entry with a fake irs.gov e-mail address. Grow some fucking balls and stand behind your fucking opinions and don’t hide behind the anonymity of the internet in order to voice them.