fuck!

Writing about your personal life on the blog, open for anyone to read it and interpret as they will. The problem with text is that there is not my real person there to read my emotions or ask me questions or yell or cry or be frusterated with. Damage control morning with fresh good coffee, royksopp and a laundry list of tasks before heading north tomorrow. I'm sitting here stunned.

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[yoko]

As much as I'd like to think that these blogs are tools for open-ended dialogue, it seems like they end up being more equivalent to diaries-- and once in print, almost set in stone. There's bound to be misunderstandings, unfortunately, whatever the medium, but I hope that you can ultimately express yourself how you wish and maintain good communication channels with your readers.