I’m sure there are at least five or six of you that have noticed I’ve been a little MIA of late. Sorry about that. I was going to throw up a ‘Gone Fishing’ sign and a quick note of explanation, but….well, I just didn’t.
I am having a crisis of blog. I’m not really blocked per se, but I am feeling a little creatively stifled. Long story short – I was outted. My new workplace found my blog (stupid google) and all of a sudden I am surrounded by people who know the real me and FoN. Aside from a handful of close friends, up until recently people either new me, or FoN. Not both. It’s fascinating (inside work joke – hi guys).
I have since poured through the internet to make sure no one else can tie the real me to FoN, but that’s a little like getting out of the pool when it starts raining. I really like FoN – she gets to say stuff (she would have said ‘shit’ right there) that I can’t say. I have to be appropriate pretty much everywhere. I am a professional, a mom, a wife, a volunteer, etc. I wouldn’t really show up at the PTA meeting with an umbrella cocktail and tell the uppity suburbanites to bite me. FoN would though, and I loved the indulgence the ‘anonymous’ blog gave me.
When I first discovered I was outted I totally freaked out. I started reading through past posts and was more and more horrified as I went. I said I liked Jesus because he rocks out with his cock out. I was pissed off when I got demoted at the last job and talked about how I gave the finger to everyone at work as they walk by. I suggested the best way to relax is to have a bath and smoke a fatty. Yeah....not that cool in the workplace.
I thought about starting all over with a new alias, but that’s too much work and I’m super busy (read: lazy). I have seriously considered quitting blogging all together, but I would miss FoN and the creative outlet blogging gives me. So…..I have decided to press on. They haven’t fired me yet, so that’s a good sign, right? I might say ‘fuck’ a little less (oops) and blogging about work clearly isn’t going to happen anymore (which is too bad because there is some seriously funny shit going on around that place), but FoN will live on. I still have to tell you the Keely/bar fight story, after all.