I’m confused. I don’t like the design, and yet I’ve gotten lots of emails
and IMs saying it’s wonderful. Maybe it’s just the change that’s bugging
me. I think I’ll keep this one for a while and play around with it. Perhaps
once I get used to it more and it becomes more a part of blogging to me I’ll
decide I like it after all.
I started writing some of that serial I mentioned blog-before-last. I might
be able to post some of it by tonight, as long as I don’t have to go back
downstairs. You see, there’s a bridal shower going on downstairs, which I’m
supposed to help host, but it’s just too many women in too small of a main
level. I can’t take the estrogen. I seriously think I’ve been hanging around
with guys too much. But is that really such a bad thing? I just get along
so much better with guys. With girls (especially 20-something girls) I never
know what to say. Now, when it comes to like 40something women, I’m okay.
I get along fine with them. It’s the inbetween people. The 20-something “I’m
trying to be mature and yet so teenagery” that bugs me. There are a few
20-somethings I get along with fine. Heck, I have no idea what I’m rambling
about. I think I’ll just stick to hanging out with boys. (Or as my mother
put it when I was talking about one of my male friends this morning, “He’s
not a boy, he’s a man.” Haha, that was hilarious, but I had to try
so hard not to laugh, because she was not kidding. I don’t think my
parents are comfortable with the people I choose as my friends. Pretty typical,
I suppose, but then again, not every girl hangs out with 25-40 year old men.)