It’s interesting how girls will tell each other everything.  What they did, whom they did it with, how they felt about it, all that stuff.  Guys, everything you have ever done to please or disappoint or hurt or surprise your girl, everybody knows about it.  That’s just how women are.

Of course, I’m generalizing.  Not all of them are like that.  Just the majority.  Around 99% of them.  Girls just can’t help but share.  And it applies to blogging as well.

Sometimes, it’s weird knowing your mistakes are out there in cyberspace for all to see.  (I just said cyberspace.  So 90’s.)  And when I say all, I mean ALL.  Everybody’s connected to the net these days.

How do I feel about it?  Well, I don’t know.  I’ve done a lot of stuff I’m not proud of I don’t want to see online.  I feel weird about posting all that sappy, sentimental stuff in public.  See, I’ve got a thing about that.  I used to be Mr. Sensitivity, but maybe things have made me just a little harder.

I wish I could be more like girls, you know.  Just let it all out.  But I can’t.  It’s just never been me.  Well, not entirely true.  I used to wax sentimental and everything, but that was a long time ago, and I can’t even believe it’s the same person.  I’m just not the type to share.  This whole blog post is bound and restrained and totally devoid of any real emotion.  I’m Spartan blogging.

In the end though, it’s really no big deal to me.  I’m all about money, sports, and love.  Whatever everybody else thinks about me can wait.

My name is Marc, Spartan, just thinking aloud.

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