August 2, 2009

• Why?

  It’s 2 am (my time, of course; why would I give the time of somewhere else?). 

  The title of this post, “Why?” is the question that people ask time and again.  Why?  And there’s rarely ever a very good, solid reason… especially when it’s so damn emo to ask why, why so many things…

  Anyway, I’m trying not to be emo (or rather, not trying to be emo), and just wanted to blather a little bit into the ether.  I haven’t been doing that enough lately.  Thoughts swirl in my head and I haven’t been sharing them, and sometimes, that bothers me.  Maybe that’s why my head is hurting a little right now; too much bottled up within.

  In just under 2 months from now, I’ll have been a Xanga member/user for 8 years.  Xanga has seen me through a lot.  It missed out – rather, I found Xanga a little less than a year after my father died.  It would have been nice to have known Xanga through that time, but hell, it took me forEVER to deal with that (and, I could argue, I’m still dealing with that loss, so), and you can’t go back in time and change things.

  Xanga saw me through that awful relationship I had at the time, too.
  Adopting my lovely puppy (who is now, unfortunately, a “senior citizen” says the vet… oh man, I don’t want to talk about that, I know I brought it up, but no)
  The crush of a lifetime (who, coincidentally, later became my boyfriend/love of my life, and today marks our 6th anniversary!)
  loads and loads of drama that isn’t even important anymore, but it’s fun sometimes going back and reading what was sooooooo important to me back then

  Shit, Xanga’s basically seen me go from that 20 year old girl to the 28 year old woman I am now.  It sounds so silly but really, Xanga’s the best friend I’ve ever had, because… Xanga listens no matter what, and Xanga NEVER wants to talk about itself.  Xanga (which almost became the name of my dog, holla!) is just… I don’t know.  I’ve always kept journals and diaries growing up – I am a girl, and a verbose one at that, and a writer, all adding up to lots of journals throughout my lifetime – but Xanga.  It’s always been Xanga. 

  Yeah, I’ve moved away from Xanga a bit in the past year, because of getting busy with things, and finding another spot to host my food blogs, but my personal blog has always been on Xanga, just so. 

  I don’t know, I didn’t have a point really to this post, I just wanted to say… thanks for always being here, Xanga.  Even in the beginning-ish, when you were starting to get really popular and your servers would go down and I would get so frustrated with you, you still rocked.  I can’t say I’m always happy with the updates and improvements that you’ve taken, but in the end, you’re still Xanga, and that’s what makes you awesome. 

  Yea, these are the sorts of things I come up with at 2:07 in the morning…

  yawn. 

  Oh, and before I go:

  let’s go Mets!!!

  
  

  • 2:07 am
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