So many members of my family are now blogging (is this just a coincidence or are exhibitionistic tendencies genetic?) that I think I will start a new category on my sidebar. But for now:
USC Undergrad Perpetually Dreaming of NYC: Lui
Ice Skater Turned Harvard Grad Turned Teacher: D. (calling her out by first initial only, as I think she's attempting anonymity; we'll see how long that lasts)
Underpaid, Appropriately Angsty SFSU Student: Toya
Brothers Who Shop Too Much: Kuya Mike
Once Was Lost, But Now Is Found: Paqus
I am often surprised by these blogs. I cannot imagine my cousin D. playing poker on a habitual basis. Nor did I ever think she would use the word "bling." But there ya go. And Lui's grown-up musings freak me out because though I'm fully cognizant of her actual age, she will forever be the little kid sleeping on my lap while we rode the train around Europe sometime in 1989. It's all so...unnerving. And Toya! I hardly know her, but I certainly recognize her voice: it's mine at about the same age. I'm half-tempted to tear out a page from an old journal and show it to her.
Still, I wonder how much we really learn about each other from our blogs. Which brings me to my poll:
Out of all the people who know you, who knows you better—the ones who read your blog or the ones who don't?
Happy weekend, all.