Every once in a while I think of writing a really ranty post.  A really “oh my god this makes me so mad” post.  But that post is almost always about a specific person (though the specific person can change) and even though that specific person may not currently read this blog, the day I post what I would really like to say about whichever person I need to vent about is the day that that person would start reading this blog.

And then? I would get in trouble. Potentially big trouble, depending on the situation.

Believe me, it is beyond frustrating that I cannot be as open and honest about things on this blog as I would like to be.  I would love to say “hey, this is making me really mad at this particular moment in time.”  At the same time, I have trust issues, so opening up like that is kind of hard for me.  Which makes it kind of weird that I still blog since, you know, blogging is all about “putting it out there.”

So here, without further ado, is some vaugeosity:

Someone said something to someone else, who told me about it because it stressed that person out and now I’m all worked up about it because nobody is at home to vent to and even if there was someone around to vent to, I probably shouldn’t vent about it because it could get back to the person I need to vent about and that person likes to stir the pot and create a whole bunch of drama.  But the person I need to vent about is stressing out someone I care about and I can’t do or say much about it because if I voice my displeasure to the person I care about, that person will get upset because that person holds the first person in really high esteem and does not like to have the first person criticized even though the first person TOTALLY DESERVES THE CRITICISM and I kind of want to punch the first person in the nads (gonads: available in male and female! Yay for the totally non-committal body part in which to get punched when someone wants to punch you somepace besides your face and still have it hurt really really badly while not having to give away your gender!).

There.  Wow, you know?  I still feel kind of better!