:: Closing Time ::

:: Saturday, August 10, 2002 ::

Dude, I'm big time.

That's the way I feel at this point because my blog is becoming a piece of local legend. Which is fucking weird, because it means while a few people who I wish knew me better aren't reading it, a whole lot of people who I'm pleased now do ARE. Here's the story.

Tonight I worked at the yog. As I've told a few people, the reason I kept the job is that it's ok money and not too much work, but more importantly I get to see a lot of people often. All sorts of locals come through, people I wouldn't see normally. I mean friends come visit me, that's fun - Natalie came last time, Marion tonight, Jay and Natalie the time before that, and Schram before that. It's pretty common these days and it's cool, I appreciate it. But I see other people too - like other employees who come by cause they get free stuff. Juli, Jill, Kristin, Dana, Chrissy, and their friends who come regularly like Charlie Rosetti (who once came during six straight of my shifts - three weeks) and Hillary. Lindsey Davis and Kelly Vogel showed up today, and Heather, and Aaron showed up once... it's fun shit.

But I'm off topic (what ELSE is new?) - the point is, random people can be there. Tonight at one point Marion was there and so was Rosetti with a few other people, and I mentioned an upcoming event on the 17th (PLEASE senior friends, try and keep your calenders open for that night... I should know details and facts by tomorrow so I'll officially do my writeup/invitation) and she was like oh yeah, I saw it in your blog. This freaked out Charlie. "What the hell! Am I the only person in town who doesn't know this stuff?" At this point I was like hah, who's blogs do you read? And he was just like "People were at my house the other day and they went upstairs, and I go up later to see what they're doing and they're sitting at a computer - they're like 'go away, we're blogging.'" Well that was funny, and got the subect up, and apparantly he and folks (Blancato showed up later, and a lot of them and their friends were chilling outside) kept talking about blogs or something, because when I went out to say hello this junior girl who I recognized, but whos name I don't even know was like "I read your blog." I'm like what? "DeSantis reccomended it to me." Ok. This is getting crazy/cool. Random juniors reading my blog. SHIT they're seniors now, aren't they.... wow. And I'm a college man - how bout that.

Anyhow, that's the blog story of the night. So despite the fact that I track how many people see my blog each day, and I can see their internet addresses that 99 out of 100 times won't tell me who they are. So I want to know damnit, because I think it's ridiculously cool that you care what I have to say about myself, and about people, and about the world. I'm even tempted to make a readers page - a page with a list of people who read my blog with any regularlity. You're apparantly so varied, I think it would be interesting. So I want to know who you are - IM me (RestrainedChaos) or email me. And tell me if you're willing to be included in a public list of readers - I certainly won't put up anybody who doesn't want to be there, besides annoying my readers (who I love dearly!) that might cause some of you NOT to tell me that you're reading. If you've already told me you read my blog and you don't want to be on a list of anything, you could not IM me if you want... but then again, it might be nice to hear that people are -still- reading. I admit it was more regular and probably more interesting at the beginning of the summer, but anybody who saw the 7 page monster of a split blog from about a week and a half ago knows there's still a whole lot of good bloggin going on. Oh, and if you'll be on a list and you have a blog, or a livejournal, or a webpage, or anything that you wan't me to link just tell me - hell, maybe you're as curious as I am and just want to put up your IM name or your email address so people who care to talk can do so. Let me know, I want to know who you are, because you are the reason I do this and the reason I still enjoy it.

You've given me a great pass time to express myself, appreciate others, and really reflect on life. Thanks.
:: Peter 11:18 PM [+] ::
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