Colorado. Runner. Yogi. Fucking hilarious, like, 17% of the time.

where I invade other people's privacy

I wasn't kidding about it being privacy week, in case you were wondering. A couple of weeks ago I wrote about my office mate at work. I used a clever pseudonym (Rochester, the city she's from - I know, my creativity knows no bounds). Not a lot of people that I work with here read my blog (that I know of).  I was vague when referring to her problems.


I still put her ass out on the internet without her permission.

I write about Crockett all the time. He knew I was a blogger when we started dating, and I do occasionally give him a heads up when something really personal (fights or whatever) is going to show up, but in general he's on the internet whether he likes it or not.

A few weeks ago when I wrote about how not everyone wants to sleep with everyone, I used a specific example of someone I recently met. He recognized himself and emailed me (to assure me that he in fact did not want to get into my pants, precisely as I suspected).

The theme here is this: if you know me, none of these people are in fact anonymous. While my adorable nicknames prevent someone from googling them and ending up here, they do not in fact prevent Chewbacca (who sits upstairs) from coming down here to see who my office mate is. They do not prevent the people who know Crockett from knowing the inside of his head.

Am I violating their privacy in any major way? Should I stop? If I can't write about the people I meet, what can I write about?

a reasonable expectation

It's privacy week on emmanation!