l4st p0st
Well, we had a good run. Mostly me. I liked having a space to vent my thoughts, but if nobody's reading them, it sort of defeats the purpose. I've been thinking about how to end this blog for a while, and a lot of endings came to mind. I'm just going to make this up as I go along.
I wrote a lot of shit before '07, and I'm not proud of it. I like to think that my writing's been getting better, but maybe not extremely. I'm not leaving because I'm too busy, even though I am. I'm also not leaving because I have friends to hang out with, which I don't. I'm leaving because I just think I've worn out the time I had here, and people don't really care one way or another what the hell I write here. (No, two people, you do not count.)
So why do I drag it out? I didn't drag my departure of school out. I simply went on vacation for a week and then didn't go back. Well, I'm dragging it out because end posts usually seem to attract more attention than regular posts, and I need someone to talk with. At this point, I don't care if I get spammed, my email address will be at the end. Yeah, you should actually read this whole thing.
I don't know, this blog always kind of made it seem like I could carry on a conversation with people even when I didn't have such a luxury in the real world. I'd check my comments every day, and I'd be disappointed when I didn't find any. On the very rare occasion that I had one, I'd smile and approve it to be published. Sometimes I'd even do it if it was well-written spam, just because it told an interesting story, and I'd blank out its URI/L.
I'm still asking myself why I'm writing the final post in TextEdit before I even confirm that I won't get the comments I need to keep posting. And no, I'm not going to password protect the blog. Feel free to browse the archives. But I'm done. I know I've said that I'm done before, but this time I'm going to get someone to change the password on me so I can't get back in even if I want to. I am actually determined to stop this time. It could be a result of exhaustion. Or maybe stress. Or maybe caffeine. Or maybe another teen excuse for doing stupid things.
Well, this is the final paragraph of the final post. It's been great, but I want more than I've gotten from this blog. As far as I know, maybe wanting something does make it real. But I sure as hell am waiting for that.
lane@lawley.net
Comments
So your going to stop blogging because no one reads it? Thats dumb.
Posted by: Michael Zillioux | May 6, 2008 11:42 AM
Sorry to see you go. Best of luck wherever you find your voice, Lane.
Let us know where you settle. Some of us will continue to follow you, even if it is quietly.
Posted by: Randy | May 6, 2008 01:14 PM
Lane, it's not like nobody reads your blog, but sometimes it's hard to leave comments. I hope you continue -- or start a new blog. You never know -- as time goes on you're likely to have more to say about more things that are likely to interest a range of readers.
Posted by: Linda Reinfeld | May 6, 2008 01:27 PM
I read tons of blogs all the time and very rarely leave comments. It's just too much work :)
Sorry to see you go. I've resorted to only blogging when I have something technical to document. It's mostly for my reference later but it does find a reader here and there from Google.
Posted by: Eric Willis | May 6, 2008 03:14 PM
What if I require blogwriting as a part of your English requirement?
You could always convert it into a John Adams blog.
Posted by: gerald | May 6, 2008 06:05 PM
Well, I guess if this is what ithas come down to. Comments are lame. Those who REALLY care ask in real life.
Posted by: Jackson Sadowski | May 6, 2008 11:53 PM
Dear Lané,
You're not going to stop posting to your blog, you'll have to succumb to that fact right now. I read constantly, I usually just don't post my comments. You bring up interesting topics of conversation for our IM conversations via your blog. So, face it, you're not going to stop posting.
Yours truly,
Sean Marris
Posted by: Sean Marris | May 7, 2008 12:02 AM