You won’t believe this, but I had this post here, and when I went to publish it, WordPress decided I needed to be punk’d. As in the entire post was blank except for a couple of tags. So now I can pretend that I came up with some really witty awesomeness and WordPress just deleted it and thus you get this shitty post instead. But…
Look at those pictures. I like the first one best. He looks like he is mighty and powerful, and is about to unleash more than a can of whoop-ass. And then there’s me. Pasty in the green glow of a laptop screen. Tired. No makeup. And most definitely not in Sparta. But it is my 300th post, peeps. And if you have read any of the crap I have ever written, you know that I am what I am: tired, busy, blah. And if I am staring into the webcam of a laptop, it is in-between the writing of papers, reading the hundreds of pages of text for class, feeding/ bathing/ playing with the baby, working a gajillion hours, helping Evan navigate the world around him, being John’s wife…Essentially, if I showed you a photo of a fresh-faced, perfectly coifed and made-up person, your first thought would be, “Mmmmhmmm, that bitch Photoshopped that shit.” But instead, I am choosing to give you the real me.
By some, this blog has been a failure.I don’t have a massive following. No one is going to be powerfully influenced here in my little corner of the internet. And I make zilch from it. In fact, I suck so bad that I couldn’t even fathom getting paid for this shit. But it’s mine-all-mine. And coming from the chick who has tried and failed to keep a journal about a million and one times, the fact that the Being Veruca/ Bitchypants combo has been going for well over a year and for 300 posts is pretty amazing to me. Also in the amazing files: that I have made no improvement whatsoever. But I have done what I initially set out to do: talk about my crazy-busy life, chronicle my thoughts and experiences, and make a couple of online friends. Mission Friggin’ Accomplished.
But I’ve found that, despite the degree of suckage and lack of a mass following, I like being able to do this. And I would like to stay. And if you are reading this, thanks. I hope you’re up for more of my crap.