Censorship
I am debating whether to continue with my meandering blogs due to Jack's Mummy having found my blog. I admit that she didn't have to look very hard, of far, but before I have always been safe in the knowledge that didn't surf for fun. Now it's all changed though, she has broadband. Last night she told me how amusing her and partner had found one of my blog entries. It's good that they enjoyed it but I have always imagined that I could, more or less, write anonymously. I have been thinking of changing my nom-de-plume to remain incognito, being paranoid though I know she would find me. Guess I will just have to be careful what I write.
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(7.10.04 10:27) One of the reasons I don't blog about work. Have any of your colleagues found you out yet ? |
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(7.10.04 11:17) Not that I know of, and I'm sure that if I had been found out they would let me know! |
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(10.10.04 01:16) Damn! I, for one love strolling by to read your take on life. We've a lot of stuff in common and you provided me with some real empathy and insight into the way forward in an emotionally demanding situation, so if you do go and set up somewhere else, then please email me privately so that I can follow on. I promise to be very hush hush about it too. Respect! Chiccy x |
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(10.10.04 09:58) I understand perfectly what you mean. I live in terror of someone at work finding my blog - I would never live it down. I've been totally stupid this weekend and blogged about work, leaving myself open to some nifty googling. |
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(10.10.04 16:22) Eek - I live in fear of the same thing happening!  Whatever you do, don't stop blogging, pleeease!
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(10.10.04 16:33) Agree with the previous entry - don't stop! |
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(13.10.04 15:26) DON'T STOP! Consider that an order from the boss. And message to daughter - I'm sure I don't need to tell you that your Ma is the coolest - and she's never said anything about you or Jack that wouldn't make you blush with pride. Make sure she doesn't stop! |
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(13.10.04 16:02) Now I'm blushing! I've decided that if she does read it, and doesn't like what she reads, it will teach her something I learned when I read her sisters memory book, and discovered that she hated me. There are certain things that you should hear first hand.{her sister was 11 at the time and I wouldn't let her get her ears pierced, or something equally devastating). Because I was being sneaky I couldn't talk to her about it and so had to stew in my own juice. I never read their diaries etc again. |