Unnecessary Apology
So I think there are only two of you reading now, and you both know how prone I am to lengthy silences, but I'm going to passive aggressively post about my lack of posting.
In brief, I've been an even worse blogger than I was, oh, a month ago; the posting, and impetus to, has been even more infrequent, the inspiration duller, and the coherence ... less?er? Plus the sheer writing has been, in my estimation anyway, even worse than the normal standard I'd established in the first month or two of operation, which was already below my general standards for writing quality. Anyway.
It's been a highly stressful period for me, and will continue to be for the immediate (like, the next week or two) future, encompassing professional demands, the stress and hassle of moving (and dealing with all the people I need to deal with re: the move) and some difficult personal matters of the sort I don't blog about. I intend to blog again, and in not so long from now, but I'm putting up semi-official notice of my hiatus-ing. When I return it'll be with the same pointless maunderings, but they'll be more inspired, better-written, less meandering maunderings. And, yes, I partly wrote this post to justify the phrase"meandering maunderings."
In other news, I also generally don't post celebrity-ish stuff, but great bravos to Christina Applegate for publicly displaying such strength and good humor in the face of deciding to preemptively conquer future occurences of breast cancer by, essentially, getting part of her body amputated, and at such a ridiculously young age to boot. I'd like to imagine that I'd display the same qualities if I had to lose a toe, let alone [imagine your own opinions and commentary about the importance of a given woman's breasts to that woman, and maybe toss in that for Ms. Applegate an expectation held of her by the people who pay her salary is that she remain sexually appealing, and we tend to place a huge element of sex appeal into the breasts, and implants or no very few people are going to find the concept of a mastectomy sexy in an emotionless, uncomplicated way, which is why I find her quip about having the perkiest breasts in the nursing home so endearing].
In brief, I've been an even worse blogger than I was, oh, a month ago; the posting, and impetus to, has been even more infrequent, the inspiration duller, and the coherence ... less?er? Plus the sheer writing has been, in my estimation anyway, even worse than the normal standard I'd established in the first month or two of operation, which was already below my general standards for writing quality. Anyway.
It's been a highly stressful period for me, and will continue to be for the immediate (like, the next week or two) future, encompassing professional demands, the stress and hassle of moving (and dealing with all the people I need to deal with re: the move) and some difficult personal matters of the sort I don't blog about. I intend to blog again, and in not so long from now, but I'm putting up semi-official notice of my hiatus-ing. When I return it'll be with the same pointless maunderings, but they'll be more inspired, better-written, less meandering maunderings. And, yes, I partly wrote this post to justify the phrase"meandering maunderings."
In other news, I also generally don't post celebrity-ish stuff, but great bravos to Christina Applegate for publicly displaying such strength and good humor in the face of deciding to preemptively conquer future occurences of breast cancer by, essentially, getting part of her body amputated, and at such a ridiculously young age to boot. I'd like to imagine that I'd display the same qualities if I had to lose a toe, let alone [imagine your own opinions and commentary about the importance of a given woman's breasts to that woman, and maybe toss in that for Ms. Applegate an expectation held of her by the people who pay her salary is that she remain sexually appealing, and we tend to place a huge element of sex appeal into the breasts, and implants or no very few people are going to find the concept of a mastectomy sexy in an emotionless, uncomplicated way, which is why I find her quip about having the perkiest breasts in the nursing home so endearing].
posted by medrawt at
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