Thanks to everyone that commented on my last post. I honestly wasn’t looking for validation or pats on the back (they were nice all the same) but wanted honest feedback on what I should do. I value my career too much to jeopardize it by having colleagues be offended by anything I wrote in one of my many rants so I’ve spent a lot of time mulling over my options. I thought it was ironic that this wake-up call came exactly one year and one day after I started this blog. Karma coming to give me a kick in the pants, perhaps?
Anyway, as I was wading through the multitude of posts on my Reader list I found myself asking, “do I really want to drop out of this community?” The answer to that question was a resounding “HELL NO.” The answer would have been “HOLY FUCKNOLY, NO MOTHERFUCKING WAY,” but I didn’t want to stand on PhysioProf’s skinny white toes with that one ... particularly as he threatened to find me and kick my fucking ass if I disappeared. The thought of not having the opportunity to interact, albeit electronically, with my favorite bloggy peeps just made me sad.
With that decision made, I’ve spent some time trying to figure out how to continue blogging and toyed with the idea of a subscription-only blog but then decided that would be a total pain in the ass for everyone concerned and would restrict those who stumble across my blog looking for help. I even thought about informing Dept Chair about my blog but she already thinks I'm a first class nutter (mostly in a good way) and I don't think seeing this would help.
So after much deliberation, these are the new blogging guidelines I’ve devised for myself:
1. I will restrict any comments about my work environment to my own thoughts, actions and situation rather than talking about others. If I haven’t already done so during my house cleaning frenzy this week, previous uber-snarky posts will either be edited or deleted.
2. As I’ve already done this year, I will not blog about my undergrad students except when they do something absolutely fantastic and/or when they tell me how wonderful I am. Expect a few posts about the former and a gazillion on the latter. Clearly I haven’t been as restrictive with my grad students and I need to stop ranting too much about them.
3. Point #2 also applies to my new postdoc, who seems to be fantastic btw.
4. I plan to try to heed the advice from other, somewhat wiser bloggers and only write posts that reflect what I would say to people face to face. This obviously means I can continue to rant about the D.F.F. because she’s a dumbfuck but I plan to cease and desist from blogging/ranting about people that piss me off. Hmmm ... that’s going to be difficult.
5. The Farm Animals have been driving me up the wall about coming out to play so they may end up taking over my rants for me in the future.
6. I should stop blogging at work. I need to stop blogging at work. I will stop blogging at work. I might stop blogging at work, maybe.
Hmmm ... this is going to harder than I thought. What the hell am I going to blog about? Well, I am seeing Hot Doc this week ...
In return, I expect that my readers (all 3 of them) respect the fact that I wish to remain pseudonymous. If you know (or think you know) who I am, where I am now or where I’m from, by all means email me to let me know how goddamned clever you are but please keep the coveted information off the Interwebz. Unless you’re in my murky circle of trust,* I wish to maintain my mystique and if you can’t and/or won’t respect that then you’re not welcome in my furry little corner of the blogosphere.
And to Juniper: you can email me anytime you like and for any reason. I don’t give a rat’s ass if you’re a PI or not. I’m always available if you need to talk. Well, except if I’m on the couch inhaling a bag of Doritos ... then you’re on your own.
* Those who already know who I am or who commented or emailed to say they wanted to keep in touch regardless of whether my blog continued or not are already considered to be part of the murky circle and I would love to catch up with each and every one of you IRL if the opportunity ever arises.
A day out
1 day ago