Piffle.

A friend of mine told me (advised me) to think before I post.  Write, read, then read again prior to posting.  Clearly there's some MLA format to Blogspot.  Won't lie and say I didn't resent it.  However, I did ask her opinion.  She simply gave it rather than sugar coating it.  I'm on the Metra as I think all this over and quickly jot down a list of all things sugar-coated.  "Sugar-Coated" is underlined fiercely.  In my chicken scratch, I can make out reference to a long-since passed relationship.

Truth be told you feel I am too simple and I think you may be a little too pretentious and damn you for making me feel like it was wrong to feel the way I did.  Damn you for letting me explain myself away and apologize when you almost never told me how you really felt.

Maybe, mostly, but after-the-fact, now that we're done you just judge.  However quietly, you just judge.

As long as I am writing on my own blog in my own bed, I'll write what I want!  This is an experiment (note the first installment), to keep me writing, keep my fingers moving, my mind fluid. Its more important to me right now that I get the words out at all, rather than the format they happen to spill out in.  For shame, I haven't appeased the reader.  It is a great skill (which real writers eventually seem to master), siphoning one's thoughts from behind the eyeballs down onto paper.  Its a challenge for me, but I'll combat it now by ranting and raving.  Most days, in the real world, I have to sit down and hush up.  Here, in the wee hours, I can type, say, indent, capitalize, italicize and punctuate however the hell I please. 

Far be it from me to censor anyone else.  That makes it a slightly difficult to censor myself, to edit away my own thoughts.  Honestly, I think The Ramble is indicative of anything with my name on it.  Even my senior thesis, although very good, full of interesting points, was simply very full- meaty.

But here, I can't trim away whatever emotion is fueling my fingers typing.  These days, all I seem to talk about is relationships.  Try taking some emotion out of that.  Use one less adjective with that.  I can take criticism just fine, and I guess when I asked my friend I wanted her to comment more on the conetent versus the execution.  Maybe she couldn't get past The Ramble.