Okay seriously, if you e-mail me something and I don’t respond immediately, or hell, even for a few days or even longer sometimes, please don’t assume I’m ignoring you.
And please don’t have a little hissy fit. I don’t like whiners on the rugby field and I don’t like them on the web either.
I read every e-mail and comment I receive. When I have time.
I only delete or ignore comments which are unrelated to the given post. And just because I delete something unrelated to a post, doesn’t mean I’m ignoring the comment. Only that it doesn’t belong there at that particular post. Which I shouldn’t even have to explain, because damn it, this is my blog.
I have a life. I have a very busy life.
Of which, only maybe one percent is this blog. And of which, only a fraction of my very busy life even gets mentioned on this blog. I have a full-time professional career, earned after achieving my graduate degree. I have almost equally full-time commitment to my rugby team and the multiple attached organizations that help support my rugby team. I also have family, friends, a very cute flanker boyfriend who makes me laugh and smile everyday and the world’s best cat.
It is frankly amazing that I have even kept this blog updated at all. It certainly means that I should probably not be blogging and instead, some real work, some rugby team administrative stuff or hell, my own laundry which instead is piled in an overflowing basket in the corner of my bedroom, should actually be done. If one single link – out of all of the links on this blog – is not working correctly, let’s just say it’s not real high up on my priority list.
I do love my blog. I truly do. I have invested a lot of time and energy in my blog. I receive some very nice traffic and in turn, I send an awful lot of that traffic out to anyone I link to. That is link love. I like to share link love. I would hate to be so annoyed that I stop sharing this link love.
If you have a blog, and you have more time for your blog than I do, good for you. That’s really freakin’ great. Especially all of the rugby blogs that have popped up since I started this blog. Imitation is supposed to be the sincerest form of flattery. I suppose it is …
[And in writing that last paragraph, I just realized that I missed my two year blogiversary. Yup, missed Oct. 13. Oh well. Real life gets in the way.]
All of this said, a little patience would be appreciated. And some advice in return, spend less time on the internet. Spend more time getting a life.