Saturday, October 17, 2009

I have a terrible disease. It's called Blogitis.

Last night Liza witnessed me having a minor breakdown as I tried to fix the font colors in my last blog. It was 7:15 and I had to pick up my laundry at the cleaners by 7:30 (it's just around the corner), but I just couldn't bring myself to leave the apartment until the problem was fixed. I finally figured it out and rushed out the door. I made it just in time. When I came back, Liza and I turned on a movie. I told myself that I was going to keep my computer turned off, but after 20 minutes, I was typing away. "I feel like we're an old married couple! We never talk and have fun anymore," she said. Ouch, that stung. But, I kinda laughed it off and didn't think much more about it. 

Until...this morning. I was in a really grumpy mood, and when Liza told me she thought my blog was taking over my life, I blew up. I started yelling and crying loud enough for my neighbors to confirm the fact that yes, the girl in 5A needs professional help. I was really tired, and as looked around my messy apartment trying to remember the last time Liza and I really laughed together, I knew she was right. 

Someone else that has suffered from this strange disease called Blogitis is Amy Adams's character, Julie, in the movie Julie and Julia. She was obsessed with her food blog. It made her cranky, and even almost destroyed her marriage. Yikes, I can't go down that path!

I tried to convince myself that it wouldn't be hard to spend less time on the computer and thinking about my blog. I was doing OK until I checked my email as I was on my way out the door to go to the gym, and saw that NYC socialite/online marketing guru, Bryce Gruber, is now following me on Twitter. My tweets totally suck, so I spent the entire hour and a half at the gym brainstorming ways to improve my tweeting skills so that cool people like Bryce won't de-friend me after two days. 

Yowzers, this is going to be harder than I thought. I told Liza I wasn't going to blog today, but here I am blogging about not blogging. Does anyone know of a 12-step program I can follow? I need help!!!


  1. Until you find some other badass hobby, i'm afraid you are married to your blog.

  2. Now I feel if I comment I'm contributing to your problem... Damn! I did it again ;)

  3. Haha, never stop the comments...I love them!!!

    And yep, I'm married to this blog alright. I'm running late to a party, yet I'm making time to comment :)