Got a car full of girls and it's goin' real swell...

(I don't really have a car full of girls. It's just me.)

A while back, somebody posted something on their blog, and I responded in mine...a little tiff erupted. Recently, it dawned upon me - quite by accident, just one of those moments, you know - that it most likely wasn't even me and MT that was coming under fire, but someone and something else entirely. I'm not such a bitch that I don't recognize when I make a mistake, and I'm sadly not bitchy enough to be able to keep my mouth shut about it. I'm sensitive about MT, to a degree. On one hand, I'm scarcely involved and out of touch. My life makes it difficult to maintain the level of commitment I'd like to give. On the other hand, I'm very much invested in it and while I'm thrilled with what's been achieved so far, I'm always thinking that it could be so much better, that I could be doing something to make it better, that I'm not doing nearly enough. So when I saw something that pointed out fault, I was quick to assume that it was me and my failings being discussed. It struck a chord and I responded. I have high hopes for our little chat, and I'll continue to do so, cause I am the terminal optimist, after all. But I do occasionally face reality, when i realize that what i biult is just as hollow and helpless as the place we came from, and I'm unable to do a damn thing about it without compromising the ideals that I built my little house of cards upon. That's the one thing I just can't seem to waver from. I believe in what can be, and I'm waiting to see if everyone else believes in that too, I guess...

Rocco has questions! Let's answer them together, like we used to...

1) It is an awkward question, shame on me for posing it to you. Out of our esteemed number of players in MT, the number doesn't register. Unless I can go into negatives and describe people whom I have rejected once they got too close for comfort. Now, my hubby plays a mithra on Final Fantasy Online (Mithras are catgirls.) and I delight in pointing out all the times to him that people are trying to put the moves on him, thinking he's really a girl. Up until this point, he's generally ignored the internet and so has no idea how sleazy people can really get.

2) Only one person? That's so cruel. I'd tell my son that Mommy loved him forever and ever.

3) I collect my family, hands down. Doing anything else is unthinkable. Have to be with the people you love.