“Waxing poetic,” my caboose

I can’t figure out how to delete this infantile thing, which I haven’t used since last summer, so I’m just going to use it as my emo-kid whining-spot and hope no one I know actually comes across it.

Or I could do one of those TMI blogs, where I tell you about waxing my feet and having an abusive cat. (She beats on the dog, and it’s so tragic, and I just want to get away from it all!)

Alternatively, I could blog a la Jack Grey and mercilessly mock everything other people find serious and profound, but he’s got that covered and everyone would think I was a shameless fangirl. (I am.)

Or I could pull my GenComs from Facebook, but the only way I get people to comment on them is to say no one will comment on them, and then I get a couple, “No, I love you, you’re so amazing” comments that aren’t exactly heartfelt.

So, whiny emo-kid it is!

Do you have to sign off with blogs? I used to do that with diaries, but it seemed ridiculous.