Mjolo

I know when I put stuff out on a public forum like this that it’s like– well- like, anybody can eavesdrop. I mean, you’re listening now, aren’t you? Why do I say something if I don’t want to be heard? I’m glad you’re listening!

But not my girlfriend. I want her to stop. It’s like she’s spying on me. She makes me feel as if she’s gathering evidence. Like we’re both sort of shady, and there’s a crime here somewhere. Would she go through my dresser drawers? If she wants to know stuff, why doesn’t she just come out and ask me? To my face! You know, I never really thought about this before. Not until she– well, let’s call her Karen. It’s not her name but let’s call her that– “Karen” got all angry with me about what I said about my ex-girlfriend on her blog. Which means that “Karen” is not only listening to my blog, but to this other girl’s blog as well. Is that creepy, or what? If she had a blog of her own for me and my friends to listen to, maybe that’d be ok. But as it is, I just don’t see how we can move forward. When she listens to this comment, I know she’s gonna be as pissed as a cat in the bathtub–but, hey! I don’t like being spied on. Or accused. Pull my chain, you get a chain reaction! And what’s with those photos on My Space?