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last night. it was late, i was attempting to write in my blogspot travel blog.
jenny (scottish gal) came in, she sat beside me, she began reading what i was writing. typically, i do not mind when people read over my shoulder. given that the travel blog is something for friends and family to read, i like for it to be as honest as possible.
now it wasn't the nature of secrecy that bothers me.
the thing that bothered me was that she immediately judged the title - and all work is empty save when there is love.
her response to the title, "i don't like that title."
my response to her, "ok. i don't care."
needless to say i was in total bitch mode.
that's really all i have to say.
peace niggas!
jenny (scottish gal) came in, she sat beside me, she began reading what i was writing. typically, i do not mind when people read over my shoulder. given that the travel blog is something for friends and family to read, i like for it to be as honest as possible.
now it wasn't the nature of secrecy that bothers me.
the thing that bothered me was that she immediately judged the title - and all work is empty save when there is love.
her response to the title, "i don't like that title."
my response to her, "ok. i don't care."
needless to say i was in total bitch mode.
that's really all i have to say.
peace niggas!