My blerg, interrupted

I really disliked my blerg and therefore I deleted it. I wanted it to be honest and revelatory, but it only goes into half truths because I don't want to offend anyone and I am desperately seeking your approval. So I quit that bitch. It's a really hard balancing act to reveal ones life without it being cheap.

I've taken to writing in my real journal, which I kept before I started this whole online blogging business. I feel like I can be freer to say what I want. I can be darker or dirtier and not have to worry about the repercussions of it all. In short, it's more fun for me.

Plus the font of interesting stories of mine has run very dry. I haven't really done anything worth noting for a good four months when I met Andy Dick and I was invited to his hotel room. I went, by the way. Right now all I do is run because it makes me happy and it balances out my moods, which are a bit unstable(?) as of late. If anyone has any ludes, let me know.

So that's all for now from my dog and pony blerg.