CSGL [Crazy Single Girl Life] – The Year 2012

Every year, I get on here and start hyping about how this is the year I’m going to write this blog more.  Every year, I tell myself that it’s not a resolution, because resolutions are basically a setup to fail.  But if it’s not a resolution, and I still fail anyway, what the hell is that?

The last couple of years, I’ve put myself to the task of some really hard work.  I really haven’t felt like I had a lot that I wanted to say publicly.   Also, there was a somewhat threatening comment that someone tried to leave which didn’t make it out of my moderation queue.   Those two things really made me take a step back, and think about what the heck it is I’m doing with this space.  For the most part, this has always been just where I come to spout off about random shit that’s on my mind, be it dating, friends, travel, or baseball.   I tried to be funny, and it felt good to watch the daily page views go up, and to feel like I was writing something that resonated with other folks out there.   I look at it as a good way to work out things that I might want to write more about in the future, or to vent things in a way that makes me laugh at them, because I’m really big on not taking myself too seriously.  But do I really need to be putting myself out there in the world wide web like this?  Am I really just a self-centered wanker?  The answers are yes and yes.

Look, I’ve gotten plenty of ‘hatemail’ and ‘trollers’ on this blog before, but this was different.  This was a person who wanted me to know that they knew who I really was (no pseudonym) and where I could be found.  It was shocking, a little bit.  And I’ve been working on other projects, so it was really easy to just fall back into those other things, and let Just Sayin’ idle.

No resolutions, no promises, I’m just sayin’ that 2012 is the year I get over it.   Let that person be mad.  Let that person hate.  Let that person come find me.   This is pretty much what restraining orders were made for, so I would love it if ne would show nir face.   I doubt ne will, as obviously this person’s whole threat is based on the premise of making sure I know that ne knows who I am, while not letting me know who ne is.

Anyway, so I’m back, and I’m more badass then ever.   And yes, I am single.  Roar, or something.

I’ve got a lot of exciting things planned for this year, which I am going to share with all you strangers out there and the general population, including my ex’s wife and my mother.  (Hi!  I see you there.)

In no particular order, here is a list of things I plan to blog about in 2012:

• My actual New Year’s Resolution, which is not to blog more
• Boot camp fitness classes (also not a resolution)
• Bicycling
• Planned travel to Costa Rica and hopefully back to Kauai again
• Elections!  (oh fun, more arguing)
• Dating!  (oh fun, more arguing)
• Feminism! (oh fun, more arguing)
• San Francisco Giants back in the playoffs!  (Hello, Mr. Posey.  We’ve missed you.)
• Music – shows and albums, oh boy
• Oakland!
• And possibly some pictures of my cat being cute.

So sit back, relax, and enjoy while I do my best to hold up my end of the bargain.

And if you have something nasty to say, well, you go right ahead sparky, but if you make it personal, I’m going to ignore the shit out of it from here on out.

Just sayin’!

Slackerist Slacker

I am the slackerist slacker in all of blog-ville.    There used to be a time when every few hours I would think to myself, that would make for an interesting story for the blog.   That time was last year, apparently.   Seriously.    And it’s not just the blog.  I just opened my journal, and I haven’t written anything in that thing in over a year.

Of course, every time I get on here I start blah blah blahing about how I’m going to write more, and how I have a good one I’ve thought of that I’ll work on just as soon as I have time.  Of course I’ve forgotten all those good ideas.   Of course.   So here we are, quickly approaching the end of another year, and I have even less to show for it than I did last year.   Gah!

So, if you’re wondering at all, I’m over here doing my thing, working, hanging out with my friends, going to shows, and pretending to be a musician.

Oh, and my camera broke, so I can’t even take any interesting pictures, but here’s one someone took of me from Halloween.

I was an Ice Princess.   And since I went to The Phenomenauts’ Zombie Party, I was a Zombie Ice Princess.    I came up with a pretty elaborate story about how I was the Princess Winter who pined only for one Prince who wouldn’t have her.   After years of pining, she became increasingly more and more frigid and bitter until my pining was replaced with a lust for human brains.

Plus, I got to reuse that bridesmaid dress.  Win!

Anyway, that’s what I’ve been up to. . . . and as for the rest, well you know.. . .

 

Just sayin’.

Consider Yourself Warned

There’s one hell of a blog post germinating . . . . actually, there’s two, but I’m trying to decide whether I should post one of them or not.

Stay tuned.

How Have You Been Holding Up?

Are you alright? Did you miss me?

I’m back from my trip, and I’ll be posting all my adventures and pictures soon. But first, I have to go back to work today. Oh joy of joys. It’s not all that bad, really, but after over a week without email, I have about three to four hundred to go through this morning.

At least it’s free bagel Wednesday, though.

Cheers.

Class Is In Session

Not so much posting from me today and tomorrow, because I’m taking a two day HTML course to help me with my job.

More later in the week.

Blocked

OK, so I’ve been having trouble writing.   There’s been a few events that I wanted to share, but I just don’t know where to start.

It’s . . . frustrating.

So, I apologize once again for not keeping this thing up to date.

More About Me

It’s coming.   I swear.   I know I haven’t been writing about myself too much lately.  I will.  There’s one coming.  I promise.

 

Stay tuned.

Ooops, I Took a Break.

Without realizing it, I managed to go almost two weeks without posting a single entry. I’ve become a slacker, it seems. I have been a busy gal.

And then there was another funeral. It was my step-grandfather, so not someone I was close to. In fact, I only met him once. I mostly went down to be supportive of my family. My sister and step-brothers and nephew. And so, I swooped into Bakersfield after the funeral, and dragged them out to play mini-gulf.  I got my ass handed to me.  Seriously, my step-brother is a put-put God!

Along the way, there’s been lots of hi-jinks and a whole lot of hanging out with Kayphore, who’s quickly becoming my most favoritest person in the universe. Us cyborgs have to stick together. And I have discovered that I am a cyborg. I must be, because I can be funny in HTML. No lies.

So, anyway, I’ll try to be more entertaining and to have more to say.   There’s some exciting band weirdness coming up this weekend that I’ll write about afterwards.

There’s also maid of honor hi-jinks to come, and again, I’ll keep you up to date.

So, I guess what I’m saying is, “stay tuned.”

Thank you!

Last week, I hit a milestone and broke a record with this here little journal.  On Friday, I set a new daily page views record.   The next day, I broke 10,000 page views since I moved to WordPress.

Here are some highlights from last week:

• The Monkey Kids returned to the drive-ins.   An old tradition was reborn.  We caught a decent flick, and the train went by TWICE.
• Also Wednesday, there was more piano barring.   I even sang a little. It’s was JMR’s birthday, too.
• Friday was Maldroid at Bottom of the Hill.  Had some giggles with the girls, and managed to survive the sweltering heat.   Thank heaven for Pali’s passport application, which we made into a fan during the Maldroid set.   The guys busted out some sweet new tunes, too.   Oh, and there was a little bit of after party action at K4′s pad afterwards.   It was all about the Slurpees, Soap, and Gently Hot.  Oh, and A Grand Worth of Dildos! (Best Band Name EVA!  If my band didn’t already have a name . . .

I really appreciate your readership, and I hope you continue to enjoy my thoughts, musings, and silliness!

Anonymity and Privacy in a Digital World

Anonymity is something I kind of struggle with.   I write about my life in a public forum, this blog.  Although, I pretty much assume that most of the people that read this here blog probably know me personally.  We’ve met, at the very least.  Maybe there’s one or two people here who read my blog because I read there blog, etc.

Yet, there really is no telling who else might be reading.  It is for this reason that I use a pseudonym.   I hope you realize that Who isn’t really my last name.   Not only do I have a nickname for myself, but I also give them to the people in my life who I write about.  It’s very important to me that I’m not treading on their privacy.   In fact, there’s some people who I write about who may not even realize that they’re being written about.  Or they may not have caught on to the fact that “Character X” in my blog is them.  I think if you walked up to Darby and called him by that name, he’d probably look at you like you were nuts.  And then, if you told him that you figured out who he was from reading my blog, he would have no idea where I came up with ‘Darby’, and by the way, I’m not telling.

The one exception, to this rule, because there’s always an exception, is those people in my life who have a public life.   For example, the various members of Monkey are called by their actual names.   However, there is an exception to the exception (oh brother), which is that when they’re not performing, and I’m writing something about them that does not involve their performances and gigs, then I have a pseudonym for them.   

I’m sure you can imagine how complicated this could become.  Of course, I had to go and make it more complicated.

As I’ve written, I’m in a band myself now.   I now will have a public life, and I will perform.   It’s time for me to decide whether I want to continue to write under my pseudonym, or whether I want to enter into a public sphere with my blog.    I feel like, if I mention the name of my band in the blog, it’s only a matter of time before people search out info on the band, and then the public will know just who PeggyLuWho really is.   And won’t that then compromise Darby, Mama Bear, Creeper, and the rest?

For the time being, I’m stalling.   All you need to know is, I’m PeggyLuWho.   I’m in a band.  Which band?  Well, that’s nunya!  

And I’m still listening to my BBD station on Pandora.