Mizz Erna

I don't know if I've ever been truly honest on my blog in the past, but the more I learn about folks offline that read this, the more self-conscious I get about what I write here. No offense, my offline friends. Like other bloggers have done, I've broken many of my self-made rules about having a personal site. No names. Ha. No pictures. Gad. Those are the main things I guess. I started thinking about this when I realized how many different email addresses I had, in a vain attempt to keep my "real" life and "online" life separate. Actually, my numerous emails reflect my sorry attempt to separate my "personal" life, my "online" life, and my "organizing" life. And now that most of you know all three parts of me, for the most part, what's the point? I have this weird rationale that it's okay if people (who are complete strangers - or start off that way) who only know me from this site, know about everything else. It's slightly okay that some people I know offline know about this site. I don't know why I'm so worried about folks that find out about this site via maARTe and Arkipelago. Isn't that silly? Especially now that I write it down? Ewan ko ba.