1. Talk about the same thing over and over.
I will admit that I have succumbed to something commonly known as….XY FOOLISHNESS. XY FOOLISHNESS (all caps) is the process in which a male proceeds to irritate you with his foolishness. Usually, I do not entertain such things, but you know, I’m human, I’m an anxious wreck. All I needed was a walking headache to make the package complete. Got one. Blogged about it. Repeatedly. For months. MONTHS. I do apologize.
2. Be super private and use code names for everyone
I use code names. That’s what I do. Instagram guy was Bob. Walking headache was That Guy and later Dumb-Dumb. Awkward Manager was Awkward Manager. Annoying Girl was Annoying Girl. Good Friend was Good Friend…
I need to get better code names.
Except for my code name. Mine is awesome.
3. Create content and then abandon it
I have so many amazing series of blog posts that exist solely in my head. The latest one is called ‘Dear Men’. I wrote two posts and concluded that men are stupid and I’m not going to be able to change that. I’ll still post them, though.
4. Make it too personal
You’d think this was my diary. The amount of times I have to delete posts because I’ve spilled too much is unreal. Yeah, yeah, yeah, open space, but still, this is the internet. Gotta be careful, boo.
5. Renege on the snark
This blog is called Hip To Be Snark. Not Hip To Be Caught Up Over A Dumbass. I need to get with the program already.
6. Run out of ideas.
Yeah. Sorry. You just have to deal with my short stories and tales of Dumb-Dumb.
// this post is a continuation of my How To… series.