I had a bloggy crisis last week when the inevitable happened and I found my ex-boyfriend's new bird's blog by mistake. Ugh, could there be a worse blogging nightmare? I know I shouldn't have looked, I know, but it was the happiest and most excited blog I had ever read, and so of course I spent the whole night with a glass pressed up against her bedroom wall. Why do I have to hear this?! I thought, berating myself for not being able to tear my ear away. If only the internet had never been invented! If only this was, like, the seventies or something! And then I vowed never, ever to blog again. Pow! Take that, internet! You just lost one of your biggest fans!
But then Aisling from Beaut got in touch asking if I'd like to be on the cover of the Irish Times magazine, and I thought grumpily that yes, I would quite like to be on the cover of the Irish Times Magazine, even if it is an article about blogging, which I now hate with all my heart. Why does nobody ever want to interview me about my art? Oh, because I stopped making any art. And then I thought oh my god, maybe this is my art. And then I thought oh my god, I better take some photographs or edit that film I keep going on about to cancel all this out.
And then I ate another pop-tart and settled down to watch Extras on DVD.
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Breathe..Annie...Breathe....
ReplyDeleteArt is long...life is short or some such shite.
Just think how much of a sickener it'll be for him to see you on the magazine cover.Yeah,I know I shouldn't be knocking anyone but F.I.D.O. (Fuck it! Drive On.)
Besides you're me mate.
God, but this is a complication brought on by the world of modern communication. Step away from the blog, it's all too incestuous. Delete the address, avoid the links.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad your pneumonia isn't getting the better or you, just revenge of the blonk.
Seriously, just don't go there. Don't click.
... wow. Yet another casualty in the Blog Wars? NO! Hang in there Annie! Don't let capricious fate still your blonk!
ReplyDeleteLet your voice ring out with as many exclamation points as you see fit! Art exists in the doing of it, don't stop now!
Ditto what hangar says- breathe and keep on doing what you do well, trying not to worry about others if you can. x
ReplyDeleteTalking of yr art, I finally saw a couple of eps of The Tudors last week. It's a pile of old bum, I'm afraid, except for:
ReplyDeletea) Peter O'Toole, who just gets better as he gets madder and more decrepit;
and
b) It looks utterly fab. Well done you (and your chums).
It only counts as 'art' if you're not getting paid for it.
ReplyDelete> I had a bloggy crisis last week when the inevitable happened and I found my ex-boyfriend's new bird's blog by mistake.
ReplyDeleteThat is dangerously postmodern. You need to read some Herodotus or something to get some kind of balance back.
I would also like to commend your appropriate and effective use of italics and punctuation. And I gots degrees, so I'm always right about this kind of thing.
Step away from the blog. And reward yourself every time you don't click on that link.
ReplyDeleteAnd I can't wait to see my famous friend on the cover of a magazine.
And reward yourself every time you don't click on that link.
ReplyDeleteno need, she owes me €50 each time she does. unfortunately (for me) so far, she hasn't.
and i too cannot wait to see my famous friend on the cover of a magazine.
Further proof that the Internet is EVIL!
ReplyDeleteI agree - delete the address and put it from your mind. It will only torment you. Embrace your own life.
It's like googling an Ex. If they are happy you feel shit. f you discover they are sad (and you cared about them) you feel shit. It's a lose lose situation.
And how super is it that you are being headhunted by the Irish Times. Have a big make over, buy some new clothes and pose. Well done!
Far more importantly...
ReplyDeletewhat kind of pop tart was it.
I heart pop-tarts.
There's no way you can ever stop blogging. You're too good and I won't let you
ReplyDelete^^^ What she said!
ReplyDeleteHey Annie,
ReplyDeleteDon't stop blogging - please!! Always look forward to reading about your life, which actually sounds kind of weird now I've typed it...Anyway.
Re: art. I blog and read blogs just to stop myself from doing art. It's the 21st Century's absinthe. You'll get it done eventually...
Enjoy the poptarts tho.
oh no how awfull! u must NEVER EVER look at that blog EVER again!! i found my ex's new squeeze on bebo recently and i spent hours pouring over her photo's i felt so dirty afterwards.
ReplyDeletei think thats wonderfull news about the irish times, i'm delighted for u! i agree with the others go buy yourself stuff and celebrate, because u are fabulous, meeting u in eddie rockets on friday night was THEE highlight of my weekend! no lie!
Fret not, ladies, have not been reading at all. Don't want to pay Rosie the money. And anyway, seem to have miraculously lost interest. Well, some of it.
ReplyDeleteLabradoodle! Seriously, meeting YOU was the highlight of my weekend. My friends were all like "How did that girl know your name? Are you famous?!" and I just shrugged casually as if to say WELL YES, YES I AM. They didn't really buy it though. Think they thought I'd been on that pesky internet again.
Hey Sarah, welcome to blogging, hope you realise you can never leave again.
I had an absolutely lovely time with the Beauties at the photoshoot. Full report coming up.
Meh – it was a blueberry pop-tart, the best.
See this is the mad thing...did you find the blog by mistake or was it your subconscious taking yu there?
ReplyDeleteFate and life tend to do this and its what you do next that will dictate your next step..
Chin up and only 6 months till you can get locked at the next blog awards.
Obviously when I say I found the blog "by mistake" what I meant is I did actually go looking for it but the whole time there was a voice in my head screaming MISTAKE MISTAKE MISTAKE!
ReplyDeleteMeh...I bet you're cuter than her anyway Annie. :P
ReplyDeleteBut yes, the internet is truly evil in this situation.
(((HUGS)))
when I was with my boyfriend, I found one of HIS old blogs that was during his time with his ex-girlfriend. and I could not stop looking at it. I told him I found it, and he had forgotten about it and was embarrassed and deleted it. anyways, I tend to crazy myself over stuff like that.
ReplyDeletebut, how very cool about the cover! wow
Oh shit, yes, the cover! Sorry, i forgot. That's awesome!!
ReplyDeleteOf course, the real question that should be asked is this: what did you think of Extras? Did you make it to the last episode?
ReplyDeleteHello Sarah! *waves*
ReplyDeleteBrian, I love Extras, especially now I am actually working with extras and I realise that it really is absolutely like that in real life. I will never be able to stop myself giggling at seeing Yeoman standing around listening to their iPods and drinking Fanta.
The Times costs 20c extra on Saturday just because of the magazine. Looks like I'll have to temporarily suspend my won't pay extra for stuff I don't want protest.
ReplyDeleteHOLY CRAP - a whole new way to stalk your ex, not good, not good at all *shakes head* but super well done on The Times cover - result!!
ReplyDeleteWell, an enquiring mind is a healthy thing so don't beat yourself up about it... just post the link! :-)
ReplyDeleteWell done on the media thing - someone is bound to choke on their cornflakes eh!
yeah, I want to know what the link is too...
ReplyDeleteI know I know, it stinks trying to forget about ones exes when their muddy footprints are all over the internet
Congrats on the Irish Times!!
Nope, no linkies, sorry.
ReplyDeleteF*ck that shitty blog that makes you feel shit - yours is the best which is why you are going to be on the cover of the Irish Times Magazine. I would love to see a link to that - the mag cover I mean - not the crapblog. Kick out the jams as they say/scream really loudly in a rock type way. Ahh..that's better xx
ReplyDeletecongrats on the magazine fame! ;-)
ReplyDeleteThis works both ways. She may be checking up on you too. I know I have a nose in on my other ahlfs ex's from time to time.
ReplyDeleteIt's human anture to be curious.
No worse than accidentally finding someone's boyfriend's Facebook page. Til he made it private. Possibly because I told her I'd gotten a look at him.
ReplyDeleteThere are times too Annie where I want to press the big red button and erase myself and all my presence from the web.
Many more where I wish I could write from the heart like you.
Enough of the complaining. Shite day, the sort you'd write about...
I think you've got to hate it a little for it to be art, otherwise it'd be too easy. Shame if you stopped too. All the best.
ReplyDeleteI've never accidentally stumbled across an ex's new fella's blog.
ReplyDeleteEver.
How does that happen?