All these local bloggers are comin’ out the closet, and I don’t think that I should. I mean, pretty much everyone who actually reads this already knows me. Except for the people I’m going to meet at Blogiverswhosawhatsit. But this blog is no longer the first result when you Google my name, and all in all, I think that’s a good thing.

Every once in awhile, when they are involved in a break up, my exes search for their blognames, so they know how to find me. And every once in awhile I get an email from an old camp colleague. And I think that’s just about all the exposure I need. My sister calls me out when I bitch about her, and my dad calls me out when I get too harsh. I’m not ashamed of anything I’ve written here, but I know that my boss doesn’t want to see it. Even if there’s nothing in here about work, and there is a bit, here and there, he wouldn’t understand much about the way I live my life. I may have become too valuable an employee to get rid of for this blog, but someone who might hire me won’t know that. They just know I get drunk on the weekend and make out in the street with my girlfriend.

Among other things. While I don’t think that precludes a person’s worth as an employee, would someone else? I see myself as being fairly tame, all told. And I’m out about my sexuality to anyone who cares to spend 2 minutes talking to me. So do I really have anything to hide? I guess its just better as an open secret. That sounds right.