It has been light years since my last blog. When I was younger (he said while taking a sip of his dirty martini then a drag of his cigarette), I loved blogging. There seemed to be something self-indulgent and all together decadent about the whole thing. I mean who doesn't want to wax nostalgic on their day-to-day, only to have friends/strangers say things like "i know what you mean, lol" or "you should be a writer" constantly? I mean ego stroking, party of one. Sign me up.
So why come back? Well, to be quite honest, I miss this. I miss writing about the ordinary/extraordinary things that occur over the course of my day. I don't think I'm the next great literary star or anything but I do think I have a voice that is worth listening to (except on the phone because I sound like an old lady). If anything, when you read something I've written, you're probably going to say "RIGHT!?!?" The other reason I decided to blog again is life for me ain't been no crystal stair, kiddies. (i.e. life kinda sucks right now and I need an escape other than food, shopping, or porn) I'm in that uncomfortable place where I am not in college anymore but not yet on my career path. Kinda like a waiting room or personal purgatory. For a while, I think I let it get the best of me, shutting myself off from the frivolity of life yet not embracing my adulthood. Then I realized one thing: BITCH, IT AIN'T EVEN THAT SERIOUS. I mean I am not the only one. I could openly name at least 10 other people who are in the same boat as me. While many of my friends have gotten married/divorced, found good jobs, or have bought homes, they are still only a small percentile. The larger percentile still are without a serious relationship, a job that doesn't involve the phrase "do you need help finding something today," or an apartment that doesn't have Target furniture in it. We are the new bohemians. We have graduated from college but not from semi-adulthood into the big leagues. I now know that that is okay (which I didn't know before). While I have a decent paying job, I don't plan on wearing a smock for the rest of my life. So for now, instead of thinking that I am on the Lusitania, destined to drown, I'm going to view life as a Carnival Cruise. Who's up for shuffle board with Kathie Lee and I on the main deck?
This blog is going to represent all things not serious. I mean life is hard enough. I want to talk about things that are funny or just plain crazy. Glitter is to be an escape from the rat race. I want all who read it to feel, even for a second, that life ain't even that serious. But fun, dirty, sucky, and crazy all at once. So, I hope you come back for your daily dose of Glitter (or bi-daily, depending on when I feel up to writing). And remember, kiddies, leave the dirty bathtubs to Fiona.
