It's All About Me
by Scott Hardie on December 27, 2006
I regret if my rantings around this site have come across either whiny, as I coped with illnesses and a busy schedule, or hypocritical, as I griped about Christmas cheer while still participating in the holiday. I don't regret if they came across as self-centered.
Three Replies to It's All About Me
Amy Austin | December 31, 2006
Hear, hear!
(Though, I did reply in another post with a question on why some of these things aren't started as discussions in TC... particularly, the news items. It makes perfect sense to me for a blog to be about yourself and your personal life -- perhaps eradicating the TC category of "Life"? -- but other events seem to ask to be on the forum. Oh, well... what the hell do I know about it.)
Scott Hardie | January 5, 2007
Good point, Amy. I struggled over whether to include the Hussein hanging item just now in TC, since people will probably want to discuss the subject there. But the thing I want to say about it is the only thing I want to say about it, and it's such a personal statement that it doesn't seem to be part of a group statement.
Logical Operator
The creator of Funeratic, Scott Hardie, blogs about running this site, losing weight, and other passions including his wife Kelly, his friends, movies, gaming, and Florida. Read more »
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Go »Happy Holidays
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In lieu of "weight loss Wednesday" since I'm much too busy on Wednesdays even to get online, let me write today that I'm on day 14 of a new diet, which is 13 more days than nearly all of my attempts last. This is, in fact, the second-longest I've ever lasted on a diet, and in a few weeks it will be the longest. This should indicate how lousy my self-discipline is and why I've ballooned to this size, around 450 pounds. Go »Pug Life
A friend recently contacted Kelly and me out of the blue to ask if we could take care of her dog for six days while she was on vacation, since the arranged sitter was suddenly unavailable. Neither Kelly nor I have experience taking care of dogs, and we're definitely not dog people. I was attacked by a dog when I was little and I've never been comfortable around them, especially any dog large enough to leap up from the ground and reach my face with its teeth. Go »
Jackie Mason | December 29, 2006
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