Today I’m combing through the SpoutBlog archives, for the purposes of a special project. I am finding a lot of things that sort of freak me out — mostly, swaths of unconscionably bad writing and a plethora of posts circa mid-2007 in which I seem incredibly eager to share details of my personal/domestic life. I know I was very lonely back then, and I was probably trying to convince myself that the relationship I was in satisfied me in ways that it didn’t. But fuck, someone really should have saved me from embarrasing myself.
Also: can somebody please make me a giant print of this to hang over my desk?