One of the things I’ve come to love about blogging is going back and reading stuff I’ve already written. Sometimes, someone will come along and “Like” a blog or even comment on it… and I have to find it and read it again because, um, well, I write so much I can’t keep track of all of them in my head.
Sometimes I’ll re-read a past blog and think, “Wow, I wrote that?” Sometimes I really do ask myself just what the fuck I was thinking about when I wrote the blog and, yeah, sometimes I’ll read on and, all after the fact, decide I didn’t like the way it was written.
So when someone liked “More Time in the Gutter,” I got a really confused look on my face for a moment. I went looking for it, saw that I wrote it in June of this year and until I opened it and saw the first few words, I had no idea what it was about. Oh, if you’re wondering, it was about eating pussy (yum).
So I re-read the blog and thought, “Wow, do I love eating pussy or what?” It’s kinda weird; it’s one thing to know that I love doing it… but something slightly different to read something I wrote about it. And, like I said, sometimes I have to ask myself, “You really wrote that, didn’t you? Wow…”