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ceci n’est pas une post

ceci nest pas une post i am not a role model  ceci n est pas une pipe 300x209You either get the joke or you don’t.

Anyway…

This is not a about dating, or relationships, or being single or about any of the things I usually write about. In fact, it’s not really a at all. It’s really just an explanation of what happened to today’s .

The dog ate my post.

OK, no. There is no dog, and YES I’m in a fucked up mood today. I had a post saved for today. Saved and scheduled to post this morning.  And then last night, right before I went to bed, I had second thoughts. I realized that maybe I’d regret posting it. That it was too personal and raw and shared parts of my life that I didn’t want to share here. Parts of me that I’ve always kept off-blog. So I un-scheduled it and figured I’d decide in the morning.

And then I woke up and went straight to work and a few hours in I realized I’d never made up my mind.  So I thought about it for a few minutes and said, HELL NO. At least, not now. I don’t have the emotional energy for it.

So, this is not a post. Nor is it a teaser for things to come. Just a lame explanation.


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  1. Lena says:

    <3 (and yes, I know what you mean. I usually go with "post….oh, shit!")

  2. C. Fassett says:

    Lol, this isn’t a comment to your non-post either. It’s all just a figment of our imaginations! We aren’t really here.

    It’s all good Simone :). And you make the rules here, and for you. You don’t have to bare yourself if you don’t want to! But it does sound like the raw spot is something you yourself are taking a look at?

  3. Simone Grant says:

    Thank you both. You seriously ROCK.

  4. Wink'd says:

    I think we all have those days when a post just hits too close to home, and you find yourself deleting it rather than going ahead. Don’t feel bad. At least you make a sassy effort ;)

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