Okay.  I quit because I suffered from a crisis of conscience.  Mostly, I felt bad about some of the things that I had posted about the Ex.  I mean, there’s acting like an ass, and there’s acting like an ass with mitigating circumstances.  And I knew that I was being unfair to him, but figured he would never see it, and I’m entitled to vent in my own way.  Then someone found my blog by googling “Training Wheels Rebound” (thanks, WordPress, for keeping track of these things!) or some other such randomness, and I felt, I don’t know, guilty or exposed.  (That, Lucky, if you ever happen to read this, is why I deleted the old posts – plain old fashioned guilt).

 But – I missed it.  Gosh darnit all to hell if I’m not hooked to this baring my soul to the world crap.  And it’s either this, or spending a good portion of my day pouring myself out to my girl friends through email and gchat.  Which is a far more time consuming, for me and for them.  And will totally get me busted at work some day.

The fact is, my life is just in a weird place right now.  The fact that it’s weird shouldn’t stop me from writing about it.  At least, that’s my current philosophy.  It’s liable to change again, so don’t hold me to it.  

(DAMN YOU, DAGNY, FOR GETTING ME HOOKED ON THIS IN THE FIRST PLACE!!!)