I can’t concentrate. I couldn’t decide what to wear this morning. I haven’t eaten anything and though I haven’t had THAT much caffeine, I feel a case of caffeine induced nausea creeping up on me. So what do I do? Brew quadruple strong tea, pour it over ice, and sip.
I have been a slacker about reading/commenting the past couple weeks. This could be attributed to my self-centered obsession with the Libertarian Fellowship, or maybe it goes back to what I was writing a couple months ago, about how I don’t know if I can “do” this blogging thing. I still view bloggers who become BFFs through their blogs with a mixture of suspicion and awe. Are you really THAT good friends, or are you just putting on a show for the rest of the blogosphere? What is UP with the love-fest for some bloggers? I usually don’t get it. But then, I am always behind the trends. The suspicion could be brought on by jealousy that I am not in the popular crowd, but when have I ever? 20sb, from what I’ve seen, has a fairly insular inner circle of rock star bloggers who fall all over themselves to suck-up to each other.
God, I’m being a bitch. Defensive much?
I had a point I was going to make, but I forgot it. Anyway, I appreciate all the commenter support the past few weeks as I have angsted over the Fellowship, particularly because they lack sycophantry (I just made up that word). I hate being lied to. At this point, the last thing I want to hear is how awesome I am and how I’m sure to get this Fellowship. Because really, my qualifications don’t matter much. They got my foot in the door, for certain, but after that, it’s based on some fairly subjective interpretations. One of them being the extremely mediocre phone interview.
Joe told me not to worry too much, because what’s done is done, and if these people are going to reject me on the basis of a phone interview (which almost no one does well on) than I don’t want to waste my time with them anyway. That is a nice thought. I wish I were in the position to be so flippant, but at this point, I need this people. I want these people.
I should know more by Friday. Until then, its caffeine induced nausea and an unhealthy amount of unwarranted hope.
Says:
I have my fingers crossed for you.
I don’t think your silence is an indicator that you’re jealous, BTW. I am probably projecting myself onto you, but I only blog or post comments when I have something to say. Sometimes I’m just not very talky because I’m dealing with things internally.
I don’t know how close people really get with blog friends. Probably the ones who can afford to travel end up closer than the ones that can’t.
November 3rd, 2009 at 11:53 amSays:
1) I am not a comment “just because!” person. Like, if you say something that means something, obviously, I’ll respond. But I try not to feel pressure.
2) I do believe that some people have found amazing friendships via blogging, but I can also understand feeling defensive and not part of “the crew.” I want to be “in” so badly. Instead, I’ve tried to channel that energy into being welcoming to other bloggers and not worrying so gosh darn much. Connections happen organically, and if they are real for others, great. But I refuse to “kiss up”.
November 3rd, 2009 at 12:09 pm